My Fabulous Wife

Chapter 80

Chapter 080 I will be answerable to them

Veromca beamed coldly, "Tommy, who did you mean to expel and send to a juvenile delinquent institution?"

Tommy was the director of School Board in Shiveport and his son was a student in Shiveport High School.

His wife had just called him to the school for some pressure to the school officials.

And Shiveport High School, the talent pool in this city which incubated and exported a myriad of elites to top universities in the country each year, should never have its reputation tainted by a single person.

No, He couldn't let the whole barrel be spoiled by one rotten apple.

Thinking about that, he dashed to the school in a rage, just to find the crowd and two girls in school uniform.

He was at once stricken by a sense of foreboding: could it be the wrong place? Tommy felt his feet too weak to stand now.

"Commissioner, I was reported that a student here had exhibited a slight symptom of mania and might need some adjuvant therapy from a certain special institution.So I came here to have a check."

Veromca was too annoyed to waste time talking with him.

"Get your people back."

Not daring to challenge Veromca, the factual head of Shiveport, Tommy nodded quivering, and turned round to leave resolutely as he felt so embarrassed.

No wonder such a bad student could enter this school - she had Veromca at her back! Tommy opened the door and ran into Sophia who was rushing into the office.

She walked around the person she'd ran into before being able to recognize who he was, and couldn't wait to tell the headmaster gravely, "Parents are going out of control, all demanding for an answer.What shall we do?"

She cast a look at Annette with unconcealed complacency.

This "rotten apple" could finally be driven out of the barrel.

The noise made by the parents could even be heard now inside the Office as if just from downstairs. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Headmaster, how can we leave our children here together with such bad students? You should be answerable to us today!"

The parents seemed to have brought the turmoil all the way here.

The headmaster felt himself facing the most difficult question in the world in which he could not offend any side.

Annette looked down to the floor and said blandly, "Waynett, thanks for your kindness, but I've decided to transfer to a new school with Lorraine."

"Annette."

Lorraine, who had been keeping silence from the beginning, suddenly raised her eyes and said gently, "Waynett is right about that.You shouldn't be blamed for that, Annette.Let me protect you this time, OK? You've carried too much for me, and now, I will stand up to face them, and give the answer they want."

With her eyes locking Lorraine's, Annette articulated her remark slowly with great sternness when she finally realized what Lorraine was up to.

"You shall never go to explain to them."

The faces of Solomon and Veromca changed too.

They said synchronically, "Lorraine..."

Their advice was broken off by Lorraine's smiling explanation.

"There's really nothing to be afraid of.Why should the victims be the ones to hide themselves from people's gossip which should have been toward the perpetrators? It's all the fault of the perpetrators, isn't it? It’s they that should be chewed out, not we.So we don't need to fear anything about the truth.Annette, it’s you who told me all this."

Annette hardened her face in a ghastly way.

"Lorraine, listen to me, don't you do that!"

"Annette, I'll have to do that."

Lorraine insisted tenaciously, smiling at her, and then turned to the headmaster, "Sir, could you ask the parents to return to the activity center, where I will soon offer them what they are demanding for."

Looking round prudently at the men sitting at the table who didn't utter anything, the headmaster paused and then nodded yes.

"I'll do that right now."

He then rose and went outside.

Annette’s face was bleakly ice-cold.She could only gaze at the back of the headmaster who was going more and more far away.