The temperature in the room fell by a few degrees.
He had never imagined that Jenson would be facing such unfair treatment at school.
Very well. Great!
Jay was the image of Varna, the king of hell, as he pinned the female teacher with a deadly glare.
"I think the one who should go home to rest is you," Jay said coolly, whipping out his phone to make a call.
The female teacher looked satisfied, certain that the man was intimidated by her words and was now begging someone to help preserve Jenson's place at school.
However, in the next moment, she received an unexpected call from the director.
Glancing at Jay’s calm and prideful demeanor, a feeling of uneasiness bloomed within her chest. The hand clutching her phone started sweating.
Her conceited manner of speaking immediately switched to a courteous, pleasant one. "Director, is there an issue?”
"You’ve just offended a powerful and important figure," the director roared. "Pack your things and get out this instant!"
The director was fuming. How impertinent! She had the nerve to offend the famous Varna, the god of death -Master Ares. She even went so far as to shame the Ares family's darling young master!
It was bad enough to court her own death, but Montessori Kindergarten must not be dragged down with her!
"What?"
Hearing the director's words, the female teacher's eyes widened in disbelief, and cold sweat appeared on her forehand.
She had offended an almighty important figure?
When did this happen?
Her heart gave a sudden thump!
Could it be...
The teacher looked incredulously at Jay, who was emitting the cold aura of death. Was he the important man in question?
It was impossible, she thought. Jenson hailed from a regular family. How could he be an important figure!
The teacher hastily asked, "Director, perhaps you've mistaken me for someone else? I haven't offended any important figures."
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