Chapter 87

Vivienne and Percival were in the office discussing when to start PE classes.

Class Eighteen was smashing through the coursework much quicker than Vivienne had estimated. In just a week, they’d already started on sophomore year material.

Charlotte’s learning progress was faster. Because of her poor foundation, Vivienne had one-on-one individual tutoring. And now she was tackling junior year material.

Still, Vivienne decided to keep her with the rest of the class in sophomore year material,

saving herself the extra tutoring.

Class Eighteen had a good student base. They loved goofing off, but when push came to shove, they buckled down and worked even harder than the honors classes.

Vivienne decided to add Physical education lessons to the daily curriculum, but the students volunteered not to take Physical education lessons. There reasons were the same. They felt they’d missed too much school in the past, and with only three months until entrance exams, they wanted to pour everything they had into getting into college.

They didn’t have high hopes of getting into a top-tier university, just a regular one would do.

They figured PE would eat into their study time, so they unanimously requested to skip it. Vivienne, however, shot them down.

She argued that while academics were important, so was physical health. You needed a healthy body to sit through entrance exams. If you faint on the day of the exam, all that hard work goes down the drain.

Seeing her stand firm, the students backed off.

“We’ll have Physical education class first period Wednesday and last period Friday. We’ll stick with that for now and I’ll adjust later,” Vivienne told Percival after setting the schedule.

Percival nodded in agreement.

his legs and asked, “Are you sure you don’t

a disabled person. But now he’d publicly announced

who could keep up a disability charade for so long must

had a sister, Isolde, who’d been poisoned because of him. Although the

of the little girl and

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assured her softly, “Don’t worry,

nodded, not

my

waited for him to

is in chaos, so is the Ellington family If my legs didn’t get better, the Ellington name might have been lost,” Percival said in a calm tone, but Vivienne saw

coldness in his

“I see.”

up and said seriously. “Whatever you do, don’t involve my family. Mr. Ellington, I hope you understand that our engagement isn’t

marrying

lips tightened, and after a moment he spoke in a

Vivienne didn’t genuinely agree

wanted something from

wanted

her mother was Evelyn, the last one to handle the potion.

I’ll lend a hand as long as it’s within my power. Of course, you’ll have

a small

that, they fell

phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and picked up,

grandmother, Clara, who’d given her number to Vivienne when they’d

are you busy?” Clara’s voice

for dinner several times, but Vivienne was always too busy. Charlotte had to stay at school during the week, so she’d only be home on weekends. Sometimes Clara would call Vivienne for

at all and always chatted with her patiently,

right now.

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