Free Web NovelChapter 942: Chapter 942: Victory Within Reach
Susan Stone’s lips twitched, and she felt an increasing fear of embarrassment.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Anyway, I’m just going to the bathroom and will be right back. Don’t wait for me. If someone waits, I can’t do it. I’m just getting older, so just listen to me!"
Mrs. Grant looked at Susan Stone like this, feeling even more smug. free𝑤ebnovel.com
She believed she had the upper hand, knowing that sooner or later Susan Stone would see the gap between her daughter and the little vixen. Thus, she stopped insisting, waved her hand, and said, "Then go ahead. I’ll wait for you over there at the bulletin board."
Susan Stone awkwardly nodded and turned away, fleeing as if escaping.
Mrs. Grant watched Susan Stone’s back, smirked, and motioned to a bodyguard, saying, "Keep an eye on Mrs. Knight. If she tries to leave the school, stop her and notify me. In any case, don’t let her go."
"Yes, ma’am." The bodyguard responded and quietly followed Susan Stone’s steps.
Mrs. Grant watched Susan Stone’s back for a few seconds and then thought of Willow’s grades. She quickly turned around and ran towards the bulletin board without further delay.
She couldn’t wait to see just how many points Willow had surpassed the second place.
However, when Mrs. Grant arrived at the bulletin board, she found it surrounded by people.
Her keen ears caught the name "Willow Grant," and her eyes brightened. She pulled over the student who was speaking and asked, "Excuse me, the crowd’s too thick. Can you tell me how many points the first place surpassed the second place?"
Seeing it was a parent, the student restrained the look of disdain towards Willow Grant and said, "More than twenty points, if I recall correctly, it seems to be twenty-six points?"
"Twenty-six points?!" Mrs. Grant said with a face full of joy: "I’ve heard that the prep class students have very good grades, and yet to surpass the second place by twenty-six points is so high? Are you sure it’s not a mistake?"
"It’s impossible to be wrong, at most a difference of one or two points. If you don’t believe me, you can go check it yourself."
Once Mrs. Grant confirmed there was no mistake, she couldn’t help but express excitement: "My daughter is truly amazing!"
The student was stunned and quickly asked, "You’re Summer Monroe’s mom?"
He had heard that Summer’s mom was supposedly killed by her dad?
"Are you the stepmother? Godmother?"
Mrs. Grant was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and asked, "What stepmother, godmother, I’m Willow Grant’s real mom!"
"Willow Grant??"
The student’s lips twitched upon hearing this, and he immediately pulled his friend over, saying, "Look! This is Willow Grant’s mom."
With these words, all the students in front of the bulletin board turned to look at Mrs. Grant.
"So this is Willow Grant’s mom, huh..."
"Tsk tsk, so Willow Grant’s mom looks like this, huh."
Mrs. Grant heard these words and only thought that the students admired Willow so much that even she, as her mother, basked in the glow. She unconsciously raised her chin and said, "Yes, I’m Willow’s mom. If anyone has any questions about assignments, you’re always welcome to ask my Willow. My Willow is very approachable."
After her words fell, the students’ expressions varied.
Some were speechless, some disdainful, and some visibly disgusted.
At this point, Mrs. Grant finally noticed something was off about the students’ expressions.
If it were admiration, why were they making retching gestures at her?
A huge, inexplicable fear suddenly gripped her heart. She bit her lip and asked, "What kind of look is that? What’s wrong with you all?"
