My Fabulous Wife

Chapter 84



Chapter 84

Chapter 084 Scared to death

Annette examined the girl in the picture: although tightly covered by a face mask and a hat, she still displayed great hubris and maliciousness from her uplifted eyebrows.

Annette then spot a mole at the end of her eyebrow that gave away her identity: Vivian.

Students were still kept inside the classrooms, watched by their teachers.

In contrast with the fretful Class 20, Class 1 was peaceful just as usual.

Sophia stood at the gate the classroom, replaying Lorraine's story in her mind.She was impressed by that girl's tenacity, but still felt it a pity that she had failed to get rid of the troublemaker Annette through this event.

But not for Annette, Lorraine would have been her student now! The head of senior department came up at that moment.

Sophia made a greeting with a serious look.

The head of senior department lowered his head and said ina hardened voice, "Get Vivian out."

"Vivian?"

Sophia paused for a moment.

"Any matter with her?"

Although the head of senior department could make a guessing from the little information he'd obtained, he just told Sophia, "It’s not your business."

Sophia frowned and walked into the classroom thoughtfully.

"Vivian, you are wanted."

Vivian lowered her head anxiously.

One hour had past since the exposure of the matter without a single piece of news so far.

The longer it had lasted, the more guilty she became.

And now, on hearing her name being called, she almost jumped from her seat in terror.She could only stared at Sophia blankly and asked in a tight voice, "What's the matter, Miss Sophia?"

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Vivian rose from her seat and followed, shuddering with fear.

At the gate of the classroom, Sophia told Vivian to go with the head of senior department to cooperate with some matter.

Having swallowed drily, Vivian could only nod yes with her flickering eyes.

The head of senior department took Vivian out of the education building and entered the multipurpose building from the back gate after making a turning to the right.

For an instant, Vivian was almost falling apart in a cold sweat.

Even her eyelashes were shaking relentlessly now, and her legs were so weak that she only wanted to flee right away.

But she forced herself to calm down, with hands balled into fists - No worries, Vivian.

Annette was the very one who deserved punishment because she beat others.

Even if they discovered what Vivian had done, could they deny the fact that Annette had been in a brawl? Anyway, Vivian believed no one would discover that as she had handled it in a most secured way.

- Thinking about that, Vivian put on her outward calm by straightening up her body and raising her chin up despite her shaken inside.

The head of senior department pushed the door of conference room open and ordered Vivian to get in.

Vivian paused, wondering why she should get in alone, yet daring not to ask.She had to walk inside in silence and bear the suspense of her heart at the closing door behind.

Among the several men inside, Vivian could only spot the headmaster, who she had only seen for the first time at the rally meeting where she actually didn't catch a clear sight of him either.

Annette sat in an idly way, legs crossed, one hand holding the chin, looking at Vivian with a doubtful smile.

Her eyes pierced like sharp swords at Vivian's throat with fearsome chilliness.

Vivian immediately looked down to the floor to avoid eye contact with her out of no good reason.

With all the rest focusing on their phones, the conference room was in unnerving silence until the headmaster broke in, "You are Vivian?"

Vivian nodded and sat timidly at the place as the headmaster indicated.

The headmaster pushed the picture to Vivian.

"Have a look and tell us whether it's you."

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