Chapter 542
Mr. Brown grimaced as he saw Mr. Hammond’s reluctance to elaborate. Left with no choice, he didn’t press further, but he couldn’t help mentioning. “Miss Mirabella is quite the whiz at math. I really think we should nurture her abilities in that area…”
Before he could finish his thought, Mr. Hammond, who had Instantly graped the teacher’s implication, Interjected, “Her knack for physics is equally impressive. I doubt it’s any less than her math skills.”
After a brief pause, Mr. Hammond added, “Just last week, Dr. Ray from the physics department at Prestige College expressed interest in bringing Mirabella into their program.”
The math teacher was quite astonished. What more was there to say when even a Prestige College professor was involved? Mr. Brown resigned himself to silence. High achievers like Mirabella were in hot demand, and he certainly wasn’t in a position to be her personal
mentor.
“Anything else I can do for you, Mr. Hammond?” Mr Brown felt a wave of helplessness wash over him and decided it was time to wrap up the conversation.
Mr. Hammond gave him a sharp glance and simply said, “No, that’s all.” He stood up, hands clasped behind his back, and left the room with a spring in his step.
Sighing to himself, Mr. Brown tucked the exam paper back into his drawer and moved to his computer. He opened his messenger app and contacted the teachers” association to find out what documents were needed for the handover process.
At the end of the school day, Summer ran into Mirabella on campus. The sight of her nonchalant demeanor was particularly grating today. In the past, Summer might have thrown a barbed comment or two her way, but not today. Quickening her pace toward the main entrance, she stepped out of the school to find the Gilbert family’s car parked at the curb and Mandy waiting by the door.
Summer’s eyes darkened. She glanced back at Mirabella, who was still inside the school gates, clenched her fist, and then walked. briskly over to Mandy. As she approached, she positioned herself to block her mother’s view. “Mom, have you been waiting long?”
Mandy’s response was tepid, “Not really, just got here.”
After her brief reply, Mandy shifted to the side and looked back toward the entrance of Parkside High School as if searching for someone. Noticing this, Summer’s hand tightened into a fist again, but she forced a smile and said, “Let’s go, Mom.”
*Just a minute,” Mandy murmured absentmindedly.
The smile on Summer’s face became strained. “Mom, who are we waiting for?”
Mandy didn’t answer, her gaze fixed on a point in the distance. When she spotted Mirabella emerging from the school, her expression shifted subtly. Yet, she remained where she was, not making any move to approach.
Summer could hardly ignore her mother’s look of anticipation. It baffled her, her mother had previously dismissed Mirabella, and now she seemed to want to play the doting parent. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, Summer decided to escape the situation. “I’ll get in the car then.”
Without waiting for a response, she pulled open the rear door, slid into the seat, and slammed the door shut with a force that resounded with a loud thud.
Startled by the sound, Mandy’s frown deepened, and she seemed displeased. She glanced back at the car, but the dark tint of the windows cut off any further exchange of looks.
Mandy then turned her gaze back to Mirabella, who was making her way to a Rolls–Royce parked nearby. She watched until Mirabella was safely inside the vehicle.
