Chapter 890: Protective Parents

Twenty minutes later, the sound of helicopter rotors suddenly echoed over

Cherrywood.

Students gathered on the sports field for the school's sports day were visibly excited.

"Look! A helicopter!"

"Is it the TV station here to film aerial shots of our sports day?"

"But that helicopter doesn't look like it's from a TV station."

For a regular secondary school, the sight of a helicopter was already a luxurious

spectacle. Every student's attention was drawn toward the aircraft.

The principal, who had just received a call from Julian's assistant, hurriedly led a group

of staff to the rooftop to welcome the visitors.

"Who could it be today to even alarm the principal?"

"Let's go see!"

The principal stared at the luxurious helicopter, his wrinkled face lighting up with a beaming smile.

This was clearly someone important. Although he didn't know why they were visiting the school, even the slimmest chance of obtaining sponsorship was a golden opportunity.

cabin door opened, a dashing middle-aged man stepped

Barnet, Mrs. Barnet, your presence truly graces our humble school. I'm the principal,"

my daughter?"

our school today? I wasn't informed," the principal stammered. On the phone, he had only been told Julian was coming, but the specifics

school for no reason. Where is she?" Julian's understanding of school invitations was very simple-if parents were called to the school, it must mean they were

warntcrust waîtrhler complectairtlessportsrudy;" Aurora remarked, glancing

it!" Julian's face lit up with excitement, already imagining Aveline's graceful participation

Aveline's number to confirm her location. However, something didn't feel

her tone turning

other hand, didn't think

office? My baby is there

still clueless about why their precious daughter was in the

rotors. She rubbed her temples, realizing her parents had

helicopter truly was the fastest mode of transport, especially given the traffic at this

are here," Aveline

Hartwell, who had rushed over to advocate for Aveline, couldn't help but notice how composed the girl was

forty points-nearly a perfect

naturally spoke up for her student.

development. Good grades mean nothing without proper moral education. This child is far too young to be involved in a romantic

feelings for someone, like Orion, is perfectly normal," Miss Hartwell argued. "As educators, it's our job to guide students-not punish them. Problems should be addressed and resolved, not

you the disciplinary director or am I?" the director snapped. "I've already made my decision, and nothing you say will change it! You're still young, Miss Hartwell. Kids like her don't respond to reasoning. Besides, her father's just a street cleaner-what

cleaner doesn't make him any less respectable than anyone else," Aveline said coldly. "What

justice. Aveline couldn't stand a teacher with such prejudice. Teaching and street cleaning were both

brat! How dare you talk back to me like that? Who do you think you are?" The disciplinary director, now furious, raised his hand to

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