Chapter 87

At the security hut of Greenmeadow International School, there was a public–address system connected to the school’s broadcast station. It was usually used to relay messages or call for students during class.

Typically, if students‘ parent came to pick them up, the guard would wait until a break between classes to make the announcement, allowing the student to meet their family.

However, the students of Greenmeadow International School often treated certain school rules with a pinch of salt. As long as they weren’t too conspicuous, the teachers turned a blind eye. Thus, the use of the public–address system for calling students had become a rare occurrence.

At the security hut, the guard was urgently trying to get a message to Everard, “What’s the deal? Didn’t we agree? You’re supposed to make the announcement after the morning exercise. Why’d you jump the gun?”

Everard stood there with his hands in his pockets, his chiseled features and perfect figure giving him the air of a movie star. Yet the guard softened his tone as he spoke to him, eventually taking on an almost pleading note Everard had asked the guard to call for Cordelia, claiming he was her family, which fell within the scope of the guard’s duties, so the guard had agreed.

Everard then mentioned that it was quite hot outside and asked to rest inside for a bit. The guard, bewitched, let him in. Moments later, while the guard stepped out to check on a situation at the gate, Everard seized the moment to use the public–address system.

Everard showed no sign of guilt. In a calm and nonchalant voice, he said, “Sorry, I didn’t watch the time.”

guard was speechless.

wasn’t a

That’s why I let you use the public–address system. How come you’re her

there was some kind of relationship, they

upon!

desk where the guard logged visitors, his tall stature making the small

etor

guard was left speechless, unable to

in laughter when they heard the announcement. Even the supervisor, who

from other classes teased, “Cordelia, better hurry to the guard’s hut. Don’t keep your boyfriend waiting too long!”

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was not malicious, but the butt of such jokes would inevitably feel a bit

classmate finished teasing, he felt a kick to his behind. Staggering forward, he blurted out, “Which jerk

with his red hair and defiant blue

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