Teaching Director Kent Sullivan tried to mediate, "Mrs. Norton, the school will definitely find out the truth and be fair, we absolutely will not favor any student."
"What truth, aren't the words from so many mouths powerful enough?"
Chloe Stephens took out her mobile phone and played the recorded conversation.
Several voices came from the phone, discussing how to harm Chloe.
The office went silent, except for the echoes of the recording from the phone.
Mrs. Norton's body stiffened, her face pale.
Shella Norton and the others shrank together, staring at Chloe with bloodless faces.
Upon hearing the contents of the recording, Kent Sullivan was also angry.
The parents who had not yet spoken had red faces.
The words they had said in front of the teaching director now slapped them in the face.
"Impossible, this must be fake audio made by Chloe herself, it cannot be taken as evidence." Shella Norton was the first to jump out, angrily pointing at Chloe and roaring, fear consuming her.
She had already received a minor demerit once, another one and she would not be able to stay in this school anymore.
The middle school exam was coming up, was she supposed to transfer schools now?
Other girls' faces were also pale.
Bianca Hunter frowned, "Mrs. Norton, now that the truth is clear, this matter…"
"It's not clear enough! We cannot just leave it like that."
Mrs. Norton said anxiously.
Kent Sullivan's face turned cold, "Mrs. Norton, the school will handle this matter fairly."
Mrs. Norton's expression changed.
*
Everyone in Class 2 was waiting to see Chloe's jokes.
As a result, they were slapped in the face again.
Not only did Chloe return unharmed, but she also left Shella and the others stuck in the office.
Marcella Thomas, who didn't participate in that incident and just stood by at the time, narrowly escaped.
Staring at Chloe, who returned to her seat gracefully, Marcella Thomas clenched her teeth.
She's fine again.
It's like stepping on a lucky charm.
How did she avoid these things every time?
"Chloe."
Mason Sullivan came over.
It was break time, and everyone was walking around their seats.
As for Chloe in their class, they didn't want to pay attention to her at all.
Chloe raised her beautiful eyebrows and looked at him coldly.
"Let's go see Oliver Gordon together after school tonight."
"No time."
"You blocked the danger for him back then, he's in the hospital, why don't you go and see him?"
Chloe took out a few books from her desk drawer and quickly flipped through the pages.
She didn't pay attention to Mason Sullivan.
Seeing that Chloe didn't react, Mason Sullivan tried again, "You're really not going? This is a rare opportunity, you used to be the most enthusiastic about this kind of thing."
Could it be that she's playing hard to get?
The other girls surrounding Marcella Thomas muttered jealously, "Marcella, what's wrong with Mason Sullivan lately? He's always getting close to that idiot."
It was well known that Marcella Thomas liked Oliver Gordon.
But Oliver Gordon was close to the campus belle, and there were rumors that they were lovers.
If it weren't for the school's prohibition of dating, they'd have probably announced their relationship long ago.
Mason Sullivan was Oliver Gordon's childhood friend and knew everything about him, big and small.
Marcella Thomas often asked Mason Sullivan about Oliver Gordon, even using their relationship to get closer to him.
"Who knows?"
Perhaps Mason Sullivan has been possessed.
*
At night.
It was still that rundown shop lit only by an oil lamp.
The elder was dozing off when, with a glance, he saw a black cat flash by the girl.
When he looked again, the girl was already standing in front of him.
It was her.
"What do you want?"
"Herbs."
"Fill out the form."
The elder placed a blank medicine list in front of her.
The girl picked up the pen and quickly wrote a long list of herbal names and quantities.
"So much!" The elder glanced at it, his mouth twitching.
Did she want all these herbs to eat as a meal?
Chloe lifted her cold gaze, "Is there a problem?"
Feeling underestimated, the elder cleared his throat, "Of course not, but you want so much of this stuff, like this herbal medicine, it's extremely toxic... "
"Charge it."
"…"
The elder glared.
Chloe grabbed the medicine list and turned to leave.
"Hey? What's the matter with you, girl? You just leave without a word, come back, come back." The elder waved his hand.
"Charge it."
The girl's voice was clear and crisp.
The old man was silent for a moment under the girl's gaze, impatiently pointing at the table in front, "Fill in the form."
This time they were filling out the bill and a credit slip.
The credit slip had legal force.
The old man took the two slips and put them in the cabinet, "Pick up the goods in three days."
Chloe left without a word.
*
Foster Family.
Xavier had returned with his fever subsided.
Fred was taken care of by Yvette.
As soon as Chloe entered, she saw Wilbert Foster sitting on the sofa in the living room, smoking, and the room was filled with a heavy smell of smoke.
"Chloe is back."
"Hmm."
"It's so late and you just got back, not knowing to come home earlier to help with housework."
Megan Gibson's voice came from the stairs.
Yvette followed the sound and came downstairs.
"Mom, Chloe doesn't know how to do housework at all."
"It's because you've spoiled her. Which girl doesn't know how to do housework? If she doesn't know, she has to learn. It's a waste to have her at home. If she doesn't help with some work, it'll be hard for her to get married in the future."
"Chloe is beautiful, and there will definitely be many people chasing her in the future," Yvette said with a slightly solemn expression, "Chloe and I have discussed it. When Dad can work on his own, we'll move out to live."
"What! You're going to move out!" Megan's voice raised.
Wilbert frowned, "Yvette, why would you suddenly want to move out?"
Just entering the kitchen, Yvonne Sullivan also poked her head out.
"I've been wanting to talk to you about this for a while, but Chloe's situation wasn't stable before... "
"You two finish wreaking havoc at home and then rush to move out, leaving us with a mess. Even a white-eye wolf wouldn't make people as angry as you! I should never have had you for a daughter," Megan scolded with an ugly expression.
"Chloe is just causing trouble for you here. Chloe and I will live outside, and everyone will be at ease."
If it weren't for Fred, and Chloe's situation not being so good back then, Yvette wouldn't have come back to live with the Foster Family in the first place.
Wilbert said, "Yvette, the Foster Family is still here, and for both mother and daughter to move out, it's really inappropriate."
If they moved out, the money from the Stephens Family would be taken with them.
Wilbert urgently needed a sum of money to start his own small company, and he had already found the right path for it.
Now he just needed to ask Yvette for the money.
At the beginning, he definitely needed an investment of millions.
Without Yvette, where would he get that much money?
"Move, let them move," Megan yelled angrily.
"Mom, Yvette is part of the family. If we live here, the neighbors will see it, and if they move out, who knows what they'll say behind our backs about the Foster Family being heartless?"
Wilbert was suddenly insistent on keeping Yvette, and Megan's eyes flickered, but she remained silent with a cold face.
Seeing that her son was suddenly anxious to keep someone, surely he had some request for Yvette.
She couldn't ruin her son's good fortune.
"Yvette, you can continue to live at home, and when the family has money in the future, we'll buy a piece of land to build a house on, and then we'll give you both mother and daughter a small building."
Yvette said, "Thank you, elder brother, but I've already decided."
"Yvette," Yvonne hurried out and said, "Can you handle it by yourself if you take Chloe out? At the Foster's, we're here to help you."
"Sister-in-law, you've seen it too, Xavier has a lot of animosity towards Chloe. The last time at the hospital, he almost killed her. I'm worried that if Chloe continues to live here, something terrible will happen." Yvette was very determined, "We will find a time to move out, and absolutely won't stay at home eating and drinking for nothing."
The last sentence was for Megan.
Megan's face darkened, and she was about to scold when Wilbert shook his head at her.
"Dad's health isn't so good, you stay at home and take care of him first, we can talk about this later."
"Hmm," Yvette nodded perfunctorily, and went into the kitchen.
*
Chloe sat in her room.
Turning on her mobile phone, she searched for the best rental houses.
First, look at the location, and find time to check it out tomorrow.
"Knock knock knock."
The door was gently knocked.
Chloe put away her mobile phone, "Come in."
Lindsay Foster pushed open the door, poking her little head inside, her eyes moving around curiously, sweeping over Chloe's room.
"Cousin."
"What's up?"
Chloe stood in front of her, cold and aloof.
Lindsay blinked, "We're going to play cards, do you want to play?"
Chloe shook her head.
Lindsay's little face fell, "Then we...."
"If you have something to say, say it."
"Can I sleep with you tonight?"
"No."
Her little face fell again.
"Cousin, are you really moving out?"
"Yes."
"Cousin, you were so cool, I support you!" The little girl's face turned red, as she threw down the words and turned and ran upstairs.
Chloe raised her eyebrows, closed the door, and didn't bother to figure out why Lindsay's face was red.
She had to go out for a while later.