Chapter 214

Chapter 214 Hayden pretended not to hear Elliot and ignored him.

Hayden‘s behavior shocked the teacher, who then quickly walked over and said, “Mr. Foster, may I ask

why you need Hayden‘s bag?”

These were two individuals that she could not afford to offend.

However, after weighing the pros and cons, the teacher decided that the consequences of offending

Elliot Foster were graver, and she picked up Hayden‘s bag from the desk.

“Don’t be scared, Hayden. Mr. Foster isn‘t a bad person. He‘s just worried about you,” she said, then

handed the bag over to Elliot and said, “He passed the security clearance when he arrived at school.

There aren‘t any dangerous items in there.”

“I remember he had a laptop with him,” Elliot said as he took the bag from the teacher.

The bag was light, causing him to raise his brows.

When Elliot opened the bag, he found only a change of clothes but no laptop in sight.

“Oh... Hayden does have a small laptop. He enjoys watching cartoons on it,” said the teacher.

Elliot placed the bag on Hayden‘s desk, then loomed over him and said, “Why didn‘t you bring your

laptop today?”

Hayden rested his head on the desk and went to sleep.

“Should I give his mother a call?” said the teacher with an embarrassed smile as she tried to

smooth things over.

Hayden shot to his feet, glared at the teacher with his obsidian black eyes, then grabbed his bag and

walked out of the room.

The teacher ran after him, yelling, “Come back, Hayden! I won‘t call your mother!”

Hayden ignored her and continued walking away.

Shea was standing at the door when she noticed Hayden had walked out of his classroom.

“Hayden,” she called out timidly.

Hayden glanced coldly at her, then quickened his pace.

When Elliot saw his sister following Hayden, he grabbed onto her and asked, “Where are you going,

Shea?”

“Hayden!” Shea cried as she pointed a finger at Hayden with a face filled with worry. “Where’s

he going?”

“His teacher will take care of him. Let‘s get back to your classroom.”

Just as Elliot finished his sentence, Shea broke free of his grip and ran after Hayden

“Wait for me, Hayden!”

Shea’s behavior caused Elliot to furrow his brows.

Why did she like Hayden that much?

What happened between them?

Elliot went after them with long strides.

Hayden managed to successfully leave the school under the pursuit of the teacher and Elliot.

If nobody was following him, he would have taken a cab home.

However, he could not go home now with three people on his tail.

With his backpack on his back, Hayden walked along the street.

Elliot was holding Shea‘s hand, and he was right behind Hayden. The teacher was walking on the other

side. The group of four strolled aimlessly down the street.

“Hayden, I can take you home if you want,” said the teacher. “I don‘t want to!” Hayden responded.

“Where do you want to go, then? I‘ll take you. It‘s dangerous for you to be wandering outside like this,”

the teacher said bitterly.

Hayden frowned and stopped talking.

They arrived at a crowded street about half an hour later.

It was Shea’s first time out in public, and she found the outside world to be new and strange.

Elliot’s eyes were fixed on her as she glanced around her without blinking.

Zoe had said that gradually allowing Shea to get in contact with society would be good for her condition.

Shea used to refuse everything that had to do with the outside world, so Elliot had never got the chance

to take her out.

After the last surgery, there was an obvious change in her.

She was beginning to have a rising interest in the world.

This was a huge improvement.

Seeing the change in Shea made Elliot think of Zoe.

Perhaps he should treat her better.

She was the only one who could save Shea, after all.

Noticing their persistent pursuit, Hayden decided that he might as well just stop in the middle of the

street.

Elliot saw Hayden‘s intentions, then said to Shea, “Let‘s head back, Shea! It‘s too hot out here You could

get a heatstroke.”

Despite being drenched in sweat, Shea shook her head and said, “Hayden could get a heatstroke, too.”

“Why are you following him?” Elliot asked, confused. “Would you follow him if he went home?”