Chapter 370: A Stressed Jameson

Meanwhile at Lunaris Academy, the atmosphere in Principal Jameson’s office was absolute chaos. Phones rang nonstop and the scent of strong coffee and fear clung to the air.

Four staffers sat hunched at desks around the room, juggling calls, typing furiously, and barking into receivers. Everyone was speaking over one another, rapid-fire updates flying.

"No, ma’am, the video has already been scrubbed from most major platforms—yes, the school’s legal team is working on the rest—"

"Mr. Avax wants a confirmation his daughter is not being dragged for this."

"No, we cannot confirm who leaked it. That’s confidential—"

Meanwhile, at the center of the commotion, Principal Meredith Jameson stood at her desk, one hand pressed against her temple, the other gripping her phone like it was a ticking bomb.

"Yes, sir, there’s nothing to fear," she said, voice crisp and composed despite the chaos surrounding her. "This is a minor setback. We’ve got everything under control."

Pause.

"Yes, sir. Your daughter is safe. No one in East House has been affected directly. No, she’s not the culprit. We can confirm that."

She glanced at one of her assistants, who gave a frantic thumbs-up to confirm it. Jameson nodded slowly, still speaking into the phone.

"Yes, sir. Yes. Absolutely. No need to escalate. Lunaris remains committed to the safety and integrity of all its students."

Another pause.

"Yes, sir. Thank you for your continued support."

She ended the call with a sharp press of her thumb and exhaled long and heavy.

Then she turned, slowly, as if bracing for the next disaster to erupt.

"Who’s next?" she asked coolly, scanning the room like a general mid-battle.

four,"

"Minister Navarro on two."

mothers from District Eleven threatening legal

Alpha King’s Beta is on

Jameson felt like fainting.

neck, eyes flicking toward the

why she accepted this job in the first place because she

the room, heels clicking across

get me a liability shield for the footage. I want full damage control proposals on my desk in twenty

Then, she paused.

media. If she posts so much as a flower emoji, I’m going to wrap my hands around her pretty neck and kill her

she meant

about to turn back to her desk, Ashly, her assistant at the far right stiffened. "Principal Jameson, the Alpha King’s Beta says he’s calling directly in thirty minutes.

silent second. When she opened

schedule," she said flatly. "And someone bring

was happy to leave the room. It was beginning

her ears caught muffled sounds. There was chanting, clapping and

the security hold the

assistant, froze mid-typing.

like there’s a protest going on right outside

She simply stood and walked to the window instead, her heart racing anxiously. She reached for the

shoved Ashley aside with one arm, planting herself

And there they were.

were packed into the courtyard outside the administration building holding placards, and shouting angry

have

out a groan of sheer frustration, yanked open her door, and marched down the hall in a fury. By the time

waved through the air with words like

Are Not

System Is

Want Elsie Punished—All

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