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.

door opened, a dashing middle-aged man stepped out, holding the hand

Barnet, your presence truly graces our humble school.

daughter?" Julian asked

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

wasn't asking us to visit the school for no reason. Where is she?" Julian's understanding of school invitations was very simple-if parents were called to

sile warntcrust waîtrhler complectairtlessportsrudy;" Aurora remarked, glancing at the sports

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

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

the administration office," Aurora said, her tone turning

think twice.

My

precious daughter was in the administration office, wasted no

had already heard the sound of helicopter rotors. She rubbed her temples, realizing her parents had likely

mode of transport, especially given the traffic at

my parents are here," Aveline

over to advocate for Aveline, couldn't help but notice how composed the girl was despite the

Hartwell began, addressing the disciplinary director. "Her midterm results just came out. She ranked first in the entire grade, outscoring the second place by over forty points-nearly a perfect score. A student this outstanding would be sought after by any school. How can

Miss Hartwell naturally spoke up for her student. But the disciplinary director

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

developing 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 suppressed. If we arbitrarily send students home, 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

any less respectable than anyone else," Aveline said coldly. "What gives you the right to

stand a teacher with such prejudice. Teaching and street cleaning

Who do you think you are?"

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