Chapter 610

"Mr. Crawley," as soon as Brandon hit the office doorstep, Kent was there with some documents, flagging him down.

Brandon glanced his way.

"President Poe wants you to speak at the centennial celebration as an outstanding student rep, and he's also itching to have a face-to-face about the science museum design," Kent said.

"Set up a meeting with him at the school in an hour," Brandon replied.

"Huh?" Kent was caught off guard, "You're heading over to the school now?"

"Yep," with a nonchalant response, Brandon was already out the door. He needed to check out the layout inside the campus restaurant, and President Poe was the guy to show him around.

Plus, since he was the one who pitched the cultural gallery idea, it only made sense to give President Poe a heads-up.

Kent hurried after him. "I'll get in touch with President Poe right away."

As they reached the elevator, Brandon stopped him, "No need to tag along. I'm good on my own."

a puzzled look. No escort needed meant this was personal

President Poe to arrange the meeting at the school an

surprised to hear Brandon wanted to come to the campus in person to talk science museum business, but he quickly

the school gates. Not just the principal himself, but a whole squad of school bigwigs were there waiting,

he

and quickly approached with a smile. Although he hadn't been Brandon's teacher back in the day,

suit, most of them unfamiliar faces since they hadn't taught Brandon back in his

at West District High was always top-shelf, and a decade later, most of Brandon and Sophia's

on Brandon's visit, President Poe hadn't had the chance to rustle up any old teachers for a trip down memory lane and a

turnout, the absence of a real student-teacher bond with Brandon meant instead of feeling close and relaxed when facing with other students, everyone was a bit too formal and on edge in

about penny-pinching; ever since the world had become a stranger

in the city up close from the bus, enjoying a sense of ease that she hadn't felt in ages. These were the moments when her creative

it often felt like a weight lifted off her shoulders, except

the station closest to the school, Sophia got

a stark contrast to the bustling mall across from the school's entrance, with walls draped in greenery, exuding a

you to swing by today on such short notice. Didn't have the chance to inform the principal. He's always kept you in his thoughts; mentioned you a few times to me. Guess

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