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Chapter 181
Chapter 181
Charlotte came to her senses. She had a look of bewilderment on her face as she walked towards
Vivienne. It was only when she held the paper in her hands that she realized what had happened.
She, Charlotte, had achieved the highest score in the city.
"Yippee!" Charlotte jumped with joy. She wrapped her arms around Vivienne and planted kisses on her
face.
"Vivienne! Thank you, thank you! You've changed my life! I can't thank you enough!"
"Cough, cough." Vivienne looked a bit taken aback. "You can let go of me now."
"Oh!" Charlotte remembered Vivienne's dislike for physical contact and chuckled awkwardly. “Sorry, I'm
just so happy."
Vivienne rubbed her temples, gesturing for her to sit down before addressing the class. "This was just a
test. It doesn't determine your college entrance scores, but if you can maintain this performance in the
college entrance tests, you all can go to college."
As her words sank in, the students of Class Eighteen rose to their feet with tears welling in their eyes
as they chorused, "Thank you, Ms. Vivienne!"
There were no grand speeches. It was just a simple thank you. But those two words held so much
gratitude.
After being doubted, feared, and considered outcasts, Class Eighteen had proven everyone wrong.
It was all thanks to Vivienne.
It was she who guided them from the darkness and welcomed a new dawn in their lives.
They could see a bright future ahead.
They could stand tall and be proud.
They could embrace their dreams.
They did not simply feel gratitude towards Vivienne. They admired her.
Vivienne's heart softened as she watched her students.
One of the best decisions she made after leaving her hometown was coming to Cloudcrest High School
to teach Class Eighteen.
She had experienced darkness, so she knew the value of light. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.
She might not have supernatural powers, but she could do her best to show these students the light.
That was enough.
Vivienne raised her hand, signaling everyone to sit. "You don't need to thank me. Your success today is
due to your hard work."
The students of Class Eighteen remained silent.
They knew no amount of words could express their gratitude towards Ms. Vivienne.
Vivienne glanced at her students and announced, "Tomorrow is Saturday, and you all have the day off."
The students were surprised. "Ms. Vivienne, don't we usually have classes on Saturdays? And the
college entrance tests are just a week away. We want to study more. We don't want a day off."
"Tomorrow evening, there's a Stephen concert in the school gymnasium. I've booked the entire place
just for you." Vivienne said with a slight smile. "Those who don't want to go can attend the regular
classes."
Dead silence.
All Vivienne could hear was the sound of their breaths.
After what seemed like an eternity, someone finally broke the silence with a scream that pierced the
quiet atmosphere.
"Oh my God! Stephen! It's Stephen! Ms. Vivienne has arranged a private Stephen concert just for us!"
"I'm so happy that I could faint! Stephen's schedule is booked solid until next year. Who would have
thought we could see him perform before the college entrance tests?!"
"Absolutely, Stephen is so hard to book. It's not easy to even get a glimpse of him. Not only did Ms.
Vivienne manage to book him, but she also arranged a private concert for us. Being Ms. Vivienne's
student is like winning the lottery! I'll brag about this for the rest of my life!"
Class Eighteen erupted in excitement.
The entire school echoed with their cheers, attracting attention from other classes.
Unfortunately, no one else knew what was going on.
Amid the cheers from Class Eighteen, Vivienne quietly left the room.
...
Back in the staff room.
When Vivienne walked in, Percival was lounging on the couch, engrossed in his game.
A twitch crossed her lips. "Mr. Wolf, I seriously doubt you're here to do any work."
He had been here for a while and hardly had any physical education classes today.
Instead of leaving when he didn't have classes, he stayed in the office, waiting for her.
Was he comfortable earning a monthly salary of twenty thousand for doing nothing?
Percival put away his phone and pulled her into his arms, stroking her head lightly. "I'm here to help
you out."
"Don't you have anything else to do?" Vivienne was slightly exasperated.
She remembered him being quite busy before. He used to have lots of things to take care of.
Recently, it seemed like he didn't have anything to do.
Was he spending all day wooing her?
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Vivienne opened the door to find Leopold and Thomas rushing in.
"Mr. Ellington, there's been an incident at Rivenwood. Our base has been..."
Leopold glanced at Vivienne. He was not sure how far her relationship with Percival had progressed,
so he didn't elaborate. "Our base has been attacked. We've lost a lot of data."
Percival looked at Vivienne with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. "Vivienne, do you have a knack for
jinxing things?"
Vivienne didn't respond.
Percival stood up, gently patting Vivienne's head. "I need to get back to Rivenwood. You should go
back to Tranquil Estates. I don't feel safe leaving you alone."
Vivienne could tell the situation was urgent, so she didn't say much. "Okay, you go ahead."
Percival didn't waste any more time. He promptly left with Leopold and Thomas.
As they reached the door, Vivienne suddenly called out to him. "Mr. Wolf! Take this with you."
Vivienne handed him a small bottle.
Percival wrapped an arm around her waist, hoisting her up as he pressed a tender kiss to her forehead.
His voice was full of affection as he murmured, "Thank you, Vivienne."
She had just given him a whole bottle of medicine. He was already in her debt from the last bottle, and
now he owed her another one. But he couldn't refuse. His team needed it.
Leopold, on the other hand, was anxious. There was no time for these two to be lovey-dovey. Just as
he was about to nudge Percival, Percival let go of Vivienne and turned to leave.
...
At Alliance Enterprises.
Seated in the CEO's office, Dawson had just finished his paperwork for the day and was feeling rather
bored. Remembering that his father-in-law was still around in the enterprises, he decided to pay him a
visit.
In the meantime, Dorian, who was free from his project, was watching a video of Vivienne playing the
piano at the Brooks family's banquet the night before.
The video, uploaded anonymously, garnered fifty million likes overnight, making Vivienne the talk of
Havenwood.
Watching Vivienne's graceful and elegant performance made Dorian feel a sense of pride. But his smile
soon faded.
Vivienne looked too much like Evelyn. Every gesture and move she made reminded him of Evelyn.
The more attention Vivienne attracted, the more he worried. He wanted to protect her, but he felt
powerless.
When Vivienne asked him about any belongings Evelyn might have left behind, he knew what she was
hinting at. But he couldn't tell her.
Evelyn had been clear that the particular item could only be given to Vivienne when she was strong
enough.
Dawson entered the room just as Dorian was engrossed in the video. Trying to figure out his father-in-
law's interests, he sneaked a peek, only to see Vivienne playing the piano.
Before Dawson could say anything, Dorian spotted him and quickly stood up. "Mr. CEO!"
Dawson cleared his throat. "Dorian, what are you watching?"
Noticing that Dawson looked calm and not angry, Dorian replied, "I'm watching a video of my daughter
playing the piano. She left when she was nine, and I never thought she would return and amaze
everyone."
As the conversation turned to Vivienne, Dorian became more talkative. He showed Dawson the video.
"Look, isn't my daughter beautiful? And she plays the piano so well. It’s such a pity she's engaged. I
was hoping to keep her around for a couple more years."
"What?!"
Dawson's eyes widened in shock. "What did you just say?! She is engaged? To whom?"
Which audacious brat had dared set his sights on Vivienne?
Was he asking for trouble?!