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.

dashing middle-aged man stepped out, holding the hand of

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

my daughter?"

On the

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

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

with excitement, already imagining Aveline's

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

she's in the administration office," Aurora said, her tone turning suspicious. That

didn't think twice. Who would dare trouble

office? My baby

daughter was in the administration office, wasted no time

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

traffic at this

parents are

couldn't help but notice how composed the girl was

second place by over forty points-nearly a perfect score. A student this outstanding would be sought after by any school. How can you send her home over this? As for

up for her student. But the disciplinary director was

grades mean nothing without proper moral education. This child is far too young to be involved in a romantic relationship. What kind of example does that set for the other

normal," Miss Hartwell argued. "As educators, it's our job to guide students-not punish

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 kind of child could

make him any less respectable than anyone else," Aveline said coldly. "What

of anger but a sense of justice. Aveline couldn't stand a teacher with such prejudice. Teaching and

Who do you

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