The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 62

Lysander knew that Mr. James was brought in by Vivienne, but these parents were totally in the dark.

They were absolutely flabbergasted to see Mr. James being so chummy with Vivienne.

After a long silence, someone finally piped up, "What the hell's going on? How does Mr. James know Vivienne?"

"I'm just as shocked. Isn't Vivienne from some backwater town? Mr. James has been teaching at Elite University and rarely leaves Rivenwood. How could he know a country girl like her?"

"Looks like Mr. James and Vivienne go way back!"

Everyone started buzzing about it.

Their voices were loud enough for Vivienne to overhear.

With a sly lift of her eye, Vivienne shot them a glance then turned to Mr. James and said with a chuckle, "I think I've put on some weight."

She had been indulging in strawberry cakes lately and had gained a couple of pounds.

Mr. James pinched her cheek, "A little weight suits you. You're too skinny. You need to eat more and get a bit plump. That's much more appealing."

Vivienne was speechless.

She thought, "So, am I supposed to puff up like a pig?"

After a bit of small talk, Mr. James asked, "Where's that class you mentioned? Take me there. We need to assess their level to plan a study program."

Mr. James shot Vivienne a reproachful glance, "You're really stirring up trouble for me. At my age, I didn't expect such a big challenge."

Vivienne laughed, "You've guided plenty of Ph.D. students. This should be a piece of cake for you."

"Humph!" Mr. James snorted, "I haven't seen you in years, but you've certainly become more eloquent."

She had a way with words that warmed one's heart.

At his age, he enjoyed a bit of flattery.

Of course, he wouldn't just take any sweet talker's bait.

Vivienne gave a small smile and turned to Lysander, "Principal, I'll take Mr. James to Class Eighteen."

After saying this, she led Mr. James towards the office exit.

Her words took the parents aback.

"What! Mr. James is going to teach Class Eighteen? Are you kidding me?"

"Principal, what are you playing at? First, you bring in Vivienne who knows nothing to teach, and now you're bringing Mr. James's team to teach Class Eighteen. Aren't you going overboard?"

"Who even are the students in Class Eighteen? They were a bunch of rich brats with no talent. Do they even have a future? Mr. James and his team should be teaching the elite students. Isn't this a waste of educational resources?"

Lysander had long been fed up with their complaints. He coldly retorted, "Do you think anyone can invite Mr. James? Don't you know I've invited him over a dozen times, and he's always declined?"

"But you did invite him this time, didn't you? You're giving this golden opportunity to Class Eighteen? If you really do this, I'll report you to the Department of Education!"

Lysander couldn't help but laugh, "Mr. James was invited by Ms. Vivienne, and since she's the teacher of Class Eighteen, naturally, Mr. James is here to teach that class. If you want to report me, go ahead. I have nothing to fear because my conscience is clear!"

He had had enough of these parents.

Hearing this, the parents were gobsmacked. Their eyes widened.