Chapter 55 Llar
The classroom was filled with noise, but it quickly fell silent as Catherine arrived.
At that instant, all eyes were focused on her.
Moreover, her attire stood out among her classmates, who were wearing the school uniform.
Even in a simple white T-shirt and jeans, she exuded the presence of a movie star walking on a red carpet.
Despite the intense scrutiny from her peers, Catherine remained unresponsive, her expression. cold and indifferent, as she made her way directly to her seal.
Before she even arrived, Bryan, standing nearby, pulled out a chair and gestured toward Catherine.
âPlease,â he said.
Catherine glanced at him and nodded, possessing both delicate features and a touch of masculine energy.
When Bryan received a response from Catherine, a slight smile appeared on his face.
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In his view, he felt that he had taken another step towards becoming friends with Catherine.
Bryan was the most popular boy in the school, and many girls in the class had a crush on him.
To their delight, the typically aloof Bryan suddenly smiled, causing some of them to squeal with excitement.
âOh my god, did you see that? Bryan smiled! Heâs so cute!â they exclaimed in thrilled tones.
âI saw it too. Heâs the cutest guy ever. But why did it seem like he was smiling at that jinx, Catherine? What does she have that deserves it?â
âLower your voice! Donât let him hear you, or youâll get in trouble!â
The person stopped talking right away.
After settling into her seat, Catherine placed her backpack on the desk, leaned forward, and buried her face in her arms, promptly falling asleep.
The gossiping students noticed her lack of response and resumed their chattering.
âDidnât Catherine get expelled from school? She wasnât here in the morning, but now sheâs back in the afternoon?â
âWho knows? Maybe the Swanns donated another building to the schoolâ¦â
Everyoneâs gaze toward Catherine was filled with mockery. If it werenât for Bryanâs protection,
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they might have caused a scene in class.
Unfortunately, the first class of the afternoon was math. There had also been a math class in the morning, and the math teacher was quite pleased to find Catherineâs seat empty when she entered the classroom. She knew a lousy student like Catherine wouldnât survive in their class. However, she didnât expect to see Catherine again in the afternoon, sleeping as usual.
Anger surged within her, and she slammed the lesson plan on the stage, creating a loud noise.
âWhatâs going on? How can such a lousy student be in my class?â
The whole class fell silent, except for Bryan, who thought the math teacher had gone too far. He was about to speak up for Catherine when she pressed his hand, indicating that he
shouldnât intervene.
Catherine, who had been sleeping, slowly sat up and reclined in her chair, assuming a nonchalant posture.
She had lunch with Branden, which meant she had half an hour less sleep than usual, leaving her feeling drowsy.
She hadnât expected the teacher to be as irritating as a buzzing fly.
Bryan glanced at Catherine and noticed her exquisitely beautiful face. Her furrowed eyebrows and the hint of hostility in her gaze sent a chill down everyoneâs spines.
For some reason, he had a feeling that the math teacher was about to face a tough time.
The math teacher locked eyes with Catherine, who exuded a cold and arrogant demeanor, intensifying her inner anger.
âCatherine, donât think Iâm afraid of you! Acting tough wonât work with me. Werenât you expelled this morning? How dare you shamelessly return in the afternoon? Youâre the black sheep everywhere. Oh well, donât take it personally. I understand that you struggle to comprehend things since youâre only in elementary school with limited knowledge. I doubt you even understand what Iâm saying.â
The math teacherâs words were undeniably mean, and all the students present struggled to maintain a straight face.
Observing the reactions of her students, the math teacher felt a sense of pride. She raised an eyebrow and directed a scornful gaze at Catherine. âIf you have any self-awareness, you shouldnât stay in this class. You dropped out in the morning, and now youâre back in the afternoon. Why bother? Be warned! If I have security escort you out, it will be embarrassing for you!â
Catherine rolled her eyes, a mischievous charm appearing on her delicate face as she raised an eyebrow and directed her gaze towards the stage.
âWho told you I was expelled from school this morning?â
Yesterday, the math teacher had asked her father-in-law to call the principal and convince him to remove Catherine from the school, threatening to withdraw their funding otherwise. She didnât believe that such an underachieving student could continue studying at the school
under such circumstances.
There would be no good outcome for anyone daring to oppose her.
âDonât act tough. Werenât you expelled? Or did you conveniently take a leave?â The math teacher sneered at Catherine, her face oozing sarcasm. âIf youâre going to make excuses, least come up with better ones!â
âI donât need any excuses. I did take a leave!â Catherine maintained a calm expression, unruffled by the situation, as she spoke slowly and nonchalantly.
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Upon hearing Catherineâs words, the math teacher burst into laughter, her mocking gaze becoming even more evident. âHahaha! You truly lack education. Iâll give you an out, and youâll readily accept it, wonât you?â Her eyes widened, and a burning fury was on her face.â Catherine, if you havenât been expelled and only took a leave, Iâll eat this piece of chalk here and now.â
Catherine suddenly stood up, determination in her gaze as she walked towards the stage. With her hands casually resting in her pockets, she exuded an air of dominance. âVery well, you
asked for it!â
Catherine signaled to Bryan, who discreetly left the classroom and fetched the homeroom
teacher.
Bryan promptly returned with the teacher and asked him if Catherine took a leave this morning.
The homeroom teacher nodded in front of the class, a perplexed expression on his face. âYes, she did take a leave this morning. Wasnât it due to family issues?â
The math teacherâs face immediately turned embarrassed. She glared at the homeroom teacher, her flared nostrils revealing her anger. âDonât try to protect Catherine. Wasnât she expelled? And now you claim she took a leave. Is this how a teacher should behave in public?â
Her impolite remarks caused the homeroom teacherâs expression to darken. âWhat do you mean? I am the homeroom teacher. Do you think I wouldnât know if my student had been expelled? Catherine did take a leave this morning, and I approved it. Her parents called and explained that there were family issues.â
The homeroom teacherâs explanation left the math teacher pale. âDid Catherine truly take a leave this morning?â she wondered. âWell, that meansâ¦â
Liana suddenly stood up, sensing the impasse. She pointed at the homeroom teacher and spoke loudly, âSheâs lying!â