The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 47

Vivienne hopped into a cab, telling the driver to head for Cloudcrest High School. Once she arrived, she paid the fare and made a beeline for the principal’s office.

Vivienne had never been to Cloudcrest High School before. She randomly asked a student for directions and quickly found her way.

As she neared the principal’s office, she heard voices inside.

Vivienne swore she wasn’t trying to eavesdrop; it just so happened that the door was ajar.

Because there were people talking inside, she didn’t want to barge in uninvited, so she decided to hang out by the door.

Consequently, the conversation inside made its way to her ears.

“Principal, I can’t deal with the students in Class Eighteen any longer, last time they put a trash can over my head and gave me a beating. I’ve still got the bruises. If you insist on me teaching Class Eighteen, I’ll have to quit.” Vivienne peeked inside the office, the speaker was a man in his forties, wearing glasses, looking like a gentleman. His face was filled with pain. as he rubbed his arm.

“I can’t handle them either, they used to put cockroaches in my textbooks, but this time they put a rat in it! You know how terrified I am of rats.” A woman in her thirties added, “These students are beyond redemption. I’m at my wits’ end.”

“Principal, you can’t keep throwing us under the bus, we’re not trying to shirk our responsibilities, it’s just we can’t get through to them. We’re here to teach, not to risk our lives!” Another male teacher chimed in.

The Principal Lysander Harper exhaled a deep sigh, “I understand, you’ve all been put in a tough spot. But we can’t just let it slide. The higher-ups have issued an order, if none of the students from Class Eighteen get into college this year like before, then our status as an elite school will be revoked.”

Lysander felt helpless hearing the teachers’ complaints. Havenwood was a big city, home to many high schools, but only Cloudcrest High School was an elite school.

The school fees for this elite school were astronomical, yet every year, many people would do whatever it takes to get in, causing a headache for the regular schools trying to recruit students.

Especially because Cloudcrest High School had a class known as the “demon class”-senior year Class Eighteen.

The students in this class all came from wealthy families, their academic performance was abysmal, and they were all lumped together in the same class. These students were notorious troublemakers, and things only got worse when they gathered together.

They often bullied teachers and classmates, it was all too common.

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was, Lysander couldn’t expel

parents all

the principal, he had the power to expel other students but not those in Class Eighteen, as that needed approval

jointly reported this to the Department of Education who took this matter seriously. They demanded that Class Eighteen be rectified. If none of

revoked.

on edge, urging him to find a

What could he do?

understand that this will tarnish the school’s reputation, but sir, Class Eighteen… it’s a real hellhole, we all

down, took a sip of water, and

up again, he noticed a figure standing outside the door. He took a closer look and his

great! His savior was

here to deal with those

days

walked in

ease now that

her up,

that Vivienne. might change her mind after a good night’s sleep. That kept him

he

Lysander.” Vivienne greeted Lysander again, without any further ado, she asked, “Shall we begin class

her the lowdown on Class Eighteen when he invited her to

roughly knew what the class was

presumptuous rich children, but those more presumptuous than them could be trained to be

her.

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on, let me

teachers in his office

for Class

he turned to Vivienne and introduced the forty-something man in glasses, “This is Mr. Dennis,

thirties, “This is

the younger male teacher, “This is Mr. Arkle, the

other teachers have gone to their

greeted a few teachers, “Hey, Mr. Dennis, Ms. Abby, Mr. Arkle, what’s

three teachers didn’t

They were freaking out!