The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 134

Cloudcrest High School.

Ordinarily, today was a day without gym class. However, Percival was anxious about Vivienne and had accompanied her to school.

As they arrived at the main entrance, they saw a group of parents outside the gates of Cloudcrest High School, holding up a banner that read, “Expel the criminal’s daughter! A pedophile’s daughter has no business teaching!”

A middle-aged man was standing on a stone pedestal beside the road, shouting into a megaphone at passersby.

“They say like father, like son, and the same applies to daughters. What kind of girl can be raised by a man who abused his own foster child? Having his daughter as a teacher is not only a bad influence but also a scandal waiting to happen!”

These parents had blocked the entrance, preventing Percival’s car from entering.

Without avoiding them, Vivienne got out of the car with a calm look on her face. Percival followed her after signaling to Thomas, the driver.

As soon as Vivienne appeared, the parents immediately recognized her. The man with the megaphone immediately shouted, “That’s Vivienne!”

Vivienne ignored them, but Percival shot a cold glance at the man, causing him to shudder and nearly fall off the pedestal.

the man started shouting

not only his foster child but also a student at this school. I refuse to believe you didn’t know

“Is

your

Eighteen?” Vivienne asked, her eyes narrowing in an intense

The man began to answer, then asked suspiciously, “Why are you asking this? Are you planning to retaliate against

my class, so why are you causing a

to shout again, “Even if my son isn’t your student, who can feel safe with

narrowed even further, but her face remained emotionless.

man shouted defiantly, “Leave Cloudcrest High School! The college entrance test is only a month away. Who knows what could happen

is none

a volcs scolded him from the side. A parade of luxury cars pulled

would have thought it

and stood in front of Vivienne.

ranking in the top hundred. She is a savior for my granddaughter’s academic career. I dare

of Class Eighteen parents. Logan’s mother, adorned in valuable

parents, Faye’s mother, Doreen Baker, was even more direct. Not only did she

and squinted at the protesters. He pointed at Edward, who was trying to disappear into the crowd. “Edward, have you finished your quarterly reports? Are you playing hooky to cause trouble? Are

was wrong. I’ll go back to work now. Please don’t fire

continued to single out more employees from among the protesters. Threats of wage and bonus cuts flew, and all attendance records

of Cloudcrest High School was

and Doreen

the side, Percival could only look in astonishment.

touched by the parents of her students today. When she first became the homeroom teacher at Cloudcrest High School, though it was partially due to