Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Early the next morning.

When Ava was still in bed, she had reminded Frank repeatedly that even if he knew that Cyril's performance in school was terrible, he could not do anything out of line in public. He had to give the child at least some respect. If he could not take it anymore, he had to endure it until he returned home. She would not stop him.

Frank guaranteed to take Cyril from second to last to the top of the class last night. Ava had always believed in Frank's ability to do things. Naturally, she also believed that Frank would not lie to her.

After all, Frank had never lied to her. He always did what he promised.

At Athana High School.

A Mercedes-Benz car and a Porsche car met at the school gate due to fate. The windows of the two cars rolled down at the same time and greeted each other. The automatic gate of the school gate had already opened.

The two parents in the driver's seat were wearing masks and sunglasses. They looked like they didn't want to be recognized.

They nodded at each other and drove into the school gate one after another.

It could be said that they had a tacit understanding.

The two guards at the door shook their heads helplessly and said affirmatively, "It's obvious that they're the parents of mischievous children.” Another guard said, "Their score is probably in the bottom of the list. Otherwise, why would their parents come to the parent- teacher conference like this?" The guard nodded in agreement.

In the parking space, two cars were parked across from each other. There was a BMW in the middle. The two people who got out of the car only took off their sunglasses but not their masks.

Frank slammed the door and said to Edward, who had just closed the door, "Didn't Harper ask Rose to come?" Edward didn't answer Frank's question. Wasn't this an obvious question? Why was he asking nonsense? "Didn't Cyril find someone else to come?" The two of them smiled at the same time and walked towards the classroom designated by the teacher.

The largest multimedia classroom in the school was already filled with many parents. Frank and Edward tacitly raised their legs and walked up the steps to the last row side by side, trying their best to reduce their presence.

Ten minutes later, the prelude to the parent-teacher conference began. The teacher in charge of the parent-teacher conference invited the principal of Athana High School to speak on stage. The audience applauded warmly.

It lasted for a few minutes before it quietened down.

There were manuscripts on the podium table, and the principal's official words came through the black microphone. "First of all, | would like to thank all the parents for taking the time out of your busy schedules to attend our Athana High School's annual parent-teacher conference..." Frank and Edward didn't listen to the rest of the sentence. One of them leaned lazily against the back of the chair, while the other sat upright without taking off their mask.

Half an hour later.

under the mask moved. "The principal said that the total score of the college entrance examination

kettle. Even if you add the two together, they won't be as good as our Nona." Edward said, "Cyril is like you, Nona is like Ava." This time, Edward did not call her sister-in-law. Frank was not angry, nor did he ask him

gradually widened. He did not feel depressed because of his son's results. Instead, he was in a particularly good mood. "A top student is indeed a top student. You're quite

the people on the podium had already taken turns changing several batches, from the principal and vice-principal,

ended, all the parents stood up and walked towards the door. Frank and Edward sat

15 minutes later.

good and bad. At least Nona will make you proud.” Edward never thought that he would one day become famous because of his son, to the point of wearing a mask at a parent- teacher meeting. No matter what, he was once a top student in Athana

the mask did not disappear. He walked towards the door. Edward sighed and followed behind.

parted ways. Cyril's classroom was on Building 1,

the parent-teacher conferences. The children

At the Roberts’ Villa.

kept glancing outside, and he cursed in his heart. Why did

would happen, why did you become a bad student? Learn from Nona. Won't you be afraid of your father's expression after the parent-teacher meeting?" At this moment, there were only

Grace's style.

liked the contrast of Ava. At the same time, he felt sorry for

wait for your father, why don't you finish your homework upstairs like Nona? When your father comes back, he will criticize you less. Hurry up and go."

down to look downstairs. When he realized that his father was not back, he resigned himself to his

a message to her daughter. [From now on, Edward will be in charge of Harper's studies. Don't interfere.] At that time, it was

room, the mother and son sat opposite each other. On one side, Juana was sitting in an

you." Her phone dinged. Rose raised her hand and gestured for her son to keep quiet. She turned on her phone and looked at the message from her mother. After reading it,

head and waved her hand. "Mom, it's nothing. | just feel like reciting poems at this moment.” She wanted to adapt

Juana was speechless.

it. Didn't | turn invisible about the parent-teacher conference?" After replying, Rose placed her phone on the side of the sofa and folded her hands. She sat upright and serious. "Tell me, I'm listening. What do you want to talk to me about?" Harper was not used to seeing such a serious and serious mother. "Mom, don't be so nervous. We're just having a casual chat." Rose said, "I'm not nervous. | think you're more nervous. You said you wanted to talk, and I'm listening carefully. Are you going to tell me? If not, your father will be back soon." Harper looked up at the clock. "Yes, yes." He did not care if his mother was serious or

Harper continued, "Since you've decided to let me repeat a grade, | f q don't think you should round me p a Why dont 4eka J school andladjlst my emotions? | can think f about my future. If | don't empty my brain, my brain capacity will

that

that her grandson would definitely find a breakthrough from

"Harper, f 2 you'd better not struggle on the brink of death. In the future Rr rather | ib)! Re alreadybe fh deprived of the right to speak in terms of