Chapter 85
It was a long drive from George’s villa to Westside High. By the time they arrived, the second period was already underway. As usual, the school security didn’t stop their car, and Nancy drove smoothly onto the campus. Even during class, a few students could be seen wandering the grounds.
Marguerite asked a student for directions to classroom 6-B. When she got there, she peered through the window and saw a familiar sight: a sea of brightly colored heads, some slumped over in sleep, others whispering to each other. Almost no one was paying attention to the teacher. Dıscover more novels at.net
She scanned the room but couldn’t find Aaron. Yellow wasn’t there either.
Had the little brat skipped school? It seemed likely.
Since class was in session, Marguerite didn’t want to interrupt, so she waited outside. Nancy handed her a bag of teddy bear cookies, which she took and opened without thinking.
Only after she’d eaten a few did she ask, “Where did you get these p>
Nancy smiled. “Anna told me to keep some snacks on me.” In the office, she was a big fan of the Marguerite-and-Anna ship.
“Anna really thinks of everything,” Marguerite sighed.
Ring!
The bell signaled the end of class. The teacher walked out.
Marguerite approached him. “Excuse me, I was wondering if Aaron came to class today p>
The teacher, who had noticed her waiting, glanced back into the room. “Huh? He wasn’t here? I didn’t notice. He skips class often p>
Marguerite frowned. “I see. Did he call in sick? What was his excuse p>
The teacher shook his head. “I have no idea. I’m not his homeroom teacher p>
Many of the students had noticed Marguerite, and their eyes lit up.
“Wow, she’s gorgeous p>
“I just woke up, thought I was dreaming p>
“She’s here for the boss p>
Marguerite’s eyebrow twitched. For some reason, even though Aaron was the
school bully, it seemed his classmates didn’t dislike him.
Except for one red-haired boy, who
said with contempt, “Hey, gorgeous, what do you want with him? His
mom’s a psycho Like,
foaming-at-the-mouth crazy p>
Another boy nearby spoke up angrily. “Why would you say that p>
The red-haired boy kicked him hard. “Always kissing his ass. You’ll change your
tune when his mom takes a crap on your head p>
The boy who’d been kicked was about to retaliate, but several others stepped forward, menacingly. “You looking for a fight p>
Marguerite studied the red-haired boy, her fists clenching slightly. It looked like he was Aaron’s rival and had his own little crew. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm. The most important thing right now was to find Aaron.
She took out her phone and sent a message to Northpine Wraith: [Send me Aaron’s home address. I’m going to his place to find him p>
The reply came back quickly as a voice message. [The area where he lives is really rough. I don’t want you going there alone p>
Marguerite typed back: [It’s broad daylight, what’s there to worry about? Address p>
Theobald eventually sent the address, his brow furrowed. Anna, sitting beside him, said, “It should be fine. The secretary, Nancy, grew up in that slum p>
Theobald, unfamiliar with such matters, looked up at Anna with his cool eyes. “Is that so p>
“Yes,” Anna confirmed. “I had a feeling Maggie might go there today, so I specifically asked Nancy to be the one to pick her up p>
A flicker of understanding crossed Theobald’s face as he fidgeted with the worry beads on his right wrist. He’d always known Anna was meticulous and capable but he was more so
now realizing she was evenet
than he’d ever imagined.