Chapter 154: Chapter 154: Old Master Lu Finds Out, Lia Zeller Harshly Criticizes Olivia Song
Cough.
Mason Quinn heard the conversation between the two and his shoulders began to shake uncontrollably.
The old master of the Green Estate certainly has a firm grip on Caleb.
Caleb Green was silent for a moment before speaking quietly, "Grandfather, she is my sister."
A simple sentence, but the information it contained was enough to stir up a storm in the old man’s heart.
He trembled, his eyes suddenly shimmering with tears, "You...what you said...is it true?"
Just moments ago he was still doubtful, but suddenly being confirmed, he couldn’t believe it.
Caleb Green saw the old man’s emotions fluctuate even more and quickly spoke up, "Grandfather, please calm down first."
The old man took several deep breaths and only looked at Caleb Green irritably after his emotions had calmed.
Calm down?
That kid speaks so lightly.
His granddaughter, who had been missing for seventeen years and thought he would never see again in his lifetime, has returned, and he wasn’t allowed to be happy?
"Why, my granddaughter has returned, why didn’t you bring her back to the Green Estate?" The old man glared, "Is it because you didn’t allow it?"
Hearing the old man’s words, Caleb Green felt his brow twitching even more.
"Grandfather, I look forward to my sister coming home even more than you do, but..."
Caleb Green spoke halfway, seeing the old man’s eyes, and the remaining words caught in his throat unsure how to articulate them.
The old man waited a long time without hearing his conclusion and couldn’t help but urge him, "But what?"
George Xyler saw Caleb Green not knowing how to start and sighed.
Forget it, it’s really tough for Caleb to say such a thing.
He thought about it, then looked at the old man and spoke lightly, "Mr. Green, the words I am about to say may be difficult for you to accept, but I still hope you can remain calm."
Upon hearing.
The old man, puzzled but suddenly feeling a bit of foreboding in his heart.
"Because Claire Green seems to particularly dislike and resist the Green Estate. Originally, during the time in Bayne City, her attitude towards Caleb slightly improved, but at the birthday this time, Madeline Ziegler not only called her uneducated but also tried to undercut her.
I’m afraid the distaste in her heart has deepened."
George Xyler eloquently explained, his eyes fixed on the old man fearing he might suddenly feel unwell.
Actually, in George’s view, if it weren’t for Madeline Ziegler’s disruption, Caleb’s slow rebuilding of the relationship would mean it wouldn’t be far till she returned to the Green Estate.
But it just happened to turn out like this.
After listening, the old man did not react with anger as they expected. Instead, tears suddenly fell from his eyes.
His little granddaughter surely suffered outside and finally managed to celebrate her birthday only to have it ruined by her own grandmother, who wouldn’t feel bad?
Caleb Green and the other two were stunned seeing the old man, who had always been strong, actually cry.
Later.
The old man hoarsely spoke, "Caleb, regarding the matter with the Ziegler family, I hope you won’t disappoint me."
Implying that when it comes to dealing with them, the hands should be as harsh as possible.
"Grandfather, don’t worry, I won’t let any of them off." Caleb Green nodded.
Finally.
"And then find me a house in Bayne City, I want to go and cultivate a relationship with my granddaughter."
Upon hearing.
Caleb Green paused, persuading, "You should stay in Capital City. She will soon be taking her college entrance exams, it’s not good for you to disturb her."
Although initially somewhat angry, after hearing his words, the old man thought it over carefully and agreed not to go to Bayne City.
Finally managed to calm him down.
Mason Quinn and George Xyler breathed a sigh of relief, afraid the old man would actually go.
...
"You guys say that Claire Green hasn’t been around these days, why is the group from Class Six still acting like they’re pumped with adrenaline?"
A boy in Brightsong’s class lay on his desk complaining.
Ever since the results of the last monthly exam came out, every teacher praised that group before class and even told them to learn from Class Six.
Thinking of this, he sneered, learning from Class Six how to be bootlickers?
Obviously a group of wealthy heirs yet choosing to follow an unloved adopted daughter, what were they thinking?
"Heard Claire Green gave them tasks and will check them one by one when she returns," said the boy in the front row turning around.
A girl, upon hearing this, immediately showed envy in her eyes.
If their class had someone like Claire Green, her own grades would surely be better.
"No way, they’re actually doing as Claire Green asked? Shouldn’t they be playing games now?"
"They also have to dare to play games. With big sister Claire’s temperament, if the tasks aren’t completed, what do you think will happen to the group from Class Six?"
"Geez, hearing you say that, I suddenly feel that Class Six is really pitiful."
The girl, hearing the conversation among the boys, rolled her eyes speechlessly.
Others willing to study, how’s that pitiful?
The faces of those only knowing to be jealous are simply too disgusting.
Lia Zeller walked to the classroom door and noticed that class bell had rung yet inside was still noisy, her face instantly darkened.
Ever since the last monthly exam, she could clearly and secretly sense the mockery from other teachers.
You should know, initially the principal wanted Claire Green to join her class, but she refused.
Who the hell would have thought she’d be a hidden academic achiever.
"Class has started, didn’t you hear?" Lia Zeller walked into the classroom and slammed the teaching plan on the desk, shouting unhappily.
Instantly.
The previously chaotic classroom suddenly quieted down, everyone holding their breath and watching her cautiously.
The class teacher is so angry today, it’s going to be bad.
Sure enough.
Next moment, Lia Zeller’s booming voice pounded over.
"Still in the mood to chat, do you think you did well in the exams, need me to get you some food to host a forum and talk about it?"
"Look at others, even a class of ’waste’ knows to improve, what about you? In a focus class yet don’t know what’s happening every day. Who wouldn’t say it’s embarrassing to see those grades?"
"The class bell’s been ringing for so long, yet the classroom’s still noisy, why. If you don’t want to learn, get out early."
"Even ’waste’ knows to do exercises and worksheets, what about you? Gossipping and gaming will get you into Capital University or Seastream?"
With each word Lia Zeller said, the students below felt increasingly nervous, because based on past experiences, she must be holding back a big move.
She glared around and continued coldly, "Everyone write a ten thousand word reflection and submit it to me tomorrow, and from today onwards, every self-study and class break time will be spent studying and solving problems."
She felt she couldn’t let her students be lesser than Grace Carter’s class.
With that.
Everyone in the class lamented internally, daring to be angry but not daring to speak out.
It was already tiring to attend classes normally, now even break times were being taken away, might as well kill them.
Just then.
Olivia Song furrowed her brow and slowly stood up, speaking considerately.
"Teacher, this might not be good, Class One already has more homework than other classes. Many students have to stay up late to finish their assignments. If you take away their rest time, I’m afraid they won’t be able to bear it."
Everyone looked at her with a face full of gratitude after hearing that.
The school belle is indeed the school belle, always thinking for them.
But Lia Zeller, who was still angry, wouldn’t listen to her. Instead, her fury deepened, "You’re speaking for them. Is it because I didn’t criticize you, so you think you’re fine.
Olivia, you’re my most accomplished student, tell me how much you’ve regressed lately. Forget about cheating last time, now your monthly exam ranking is beyond the top twenty."
Olivia Song’s face gradually turned pale, she didn’t expect Lia Zeller to so mercilessly bring up her cheating incident again in public.
Suddenly.
She glanced apologetically at everyone, slightly choking, "I’ll work hard."
Seeing that even she was mercilessly criticized by the class teacher, there was instantly no one daring to stand up and refute.
"Alright, let’s begin the class."