Chapter 76: A Professional

 

Nora was driving a jeep, but the way she was driving, it was as if she was driving a sports car instead.

Screeeeech!

The car stopped at the school gate. She got out and strode toward the kindergarten.

Ms. Lynn, the teacher who had brought Cherry into the kindergarten earlier that day, was waiting there. She was a young woman in her twenties and was currently in a panic.

How anxious must the parents be, having something go wrong on the first day their child was sent to school?

With that thought in mind, she went forward to Nora and said, “Ms. Smith…”

Nora interrupted her and asked, “Are the children okay?”

Ms. Lynn, “?”

The confused teacher replied, “… Yes, they are.”

As Nora walked in with the teacher, she asked, “Are the teachers also okay?”

“… Yes, they are all fine.”

Nora was taken aback. “In that case, who did Cherry beat up?”

She subconsciously glanced at the school gate. “The security guard?”

Ms. Lynn, “???”

How would Cherry possibly be able to beat such a big and tall security guard, especially when he had even gone through professional martial arts training?!

No, wait, they had digressed too much.

Ms. Lynn said anxiously, “Cherry fainted!”

It was Nora’s turn to be surprised this time. “Surely, she’s just faking it?”

Cherry was born a month prematurely, as a doctor, Nora had nursed and taken care of Cherry very well. While she looked a little

Faint? Cherry?

dumbfounded that she couldn’t even utter the words of

and she said, “I’ll go take a

said, “She’s in the dance studio. Don’t worry, Ms. Smith. I know you aren’t in good health, so it must have been hard raising Cherry all these years. Cherry is also a very lovable and obedient girl. We’ll

Nora was rendered speechless.

now calling Cherry by her nickname instead of ‘Cheryl Smith’ like what she had done when Nora sent her to the

exactly

that Cherry had fainted, Nora nevertheless obviously quickened her pace. Ms. Lynn couldn’t catch up to her even when she jogged briskly behind

the dance studio, Nora immediately saw Cherry lying on the sofa. A few teachers were gathered around her, and standing next to them was a little girl in a dance practice outfit who was crying loudly. A teacher, who

Was Cherry really hurt?

already given her a checkup. Cherry looks totally fine. She probably

“…”

Yeah, aggrieved, my a*s.

held Cherry’s wrist and felt a strong pulse, Nora knew

couldn’t help but hold her

her against pretending to cry

little fellow’s eyes were still and motionless. Her acting

a finger: ‘Stop acting and wake

own on Nora’s palm: ‘Mommy, don’t expose

Nora was rendered speechless.

coughed and

then, Ms. Lynn had also entered the dance studio. Seeing that she looked calm and hadn’t started ranting at the teachers as soon as she came in, she immediately felt even

 

kindergarten is celebrating its 50th anniversary soon, so we’re going to hold a huge party and all the parents will be invited. The kindergarten is selecting twenty children for the finale dance. I saw that Cherry is very talented, so I wanted to let

the crying little

was straight and upright. It was obvious from a glance that she had gone through dance training before. It was just that even though so much time had already passed, she was still crying. It was

had an air of elegance around her, though she also had a bit of an arrogant look on her face. She frowned and

bag. Then, she took out a wad of cash from within and threw it in Nora’s face. “I’ll take responsibility for this and pay for Cheryl Smith’s medical expenses. This should be enough for you to still have some left

Nora was bewildered.

face. She looked at Ms. Lynn and asked, “What exactly is

runner-up in the women’s category for an international dance competition. After that, she married into the Lowes, a

two children then got into an argument and Mrs. Lowe chided Cherry a little. After

she said that, Sinead yelled, “That’s because everyone keeps looking at her when she’s dancing! I’m

moment she said that, the

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