Free Web NovelChapter 947: Chapter 947: Slapping Mrs. Grant in the Face
"Mmm... What are you doing..." Mrs. Grant struggled to say a sentence, her mouth once again was tightly covered by Willow.
Willow wrapped her arm tightly around her mother’s waist and was about to walk out to avoid the impending embarrassment.
However, it was already too late, as the other classmates in the preparatory class, including Holly, started speaking up—
"Auntie, if you keep scolding Sadie like this, I—I will call the police!"
"Ma’am, are you here for a laugh? Do you know Willow got second place? Didn’t you see who got first?"
"Exactly! You’re really blind!"
"I’ll kindly tell you, the one who outperformed Willow and got first place isn’t anyone else but the Summer Monroe you claimed didn’t even know the name of Britton University!"
Mrs. Grant’s eyes suddenly widened.
She didn’t know where she got the strength from, but she broke free from Willow’s grip and asked urgently, "What did you say?! Who got first place?"
Willow’s straightforward desk mate, Victor Ford, stepped forward and said, "It seems you really don’t know, so I’ll kindly say it again. The one who got first place is Summer Monroe, whom you utterly underestimated! The person you look down on is so much better than your daughter; aren’t you pissed? Can you still eat dinner?"
"Hahaha, Victor, aren’t you being awful! Don’t provoke her anymore, just show her the phone directly!"
Victor nodded, took out his phone, enlarged the picture of the score sheet, and showed it to Mrs. Grant.
"Did you see clearly? The one who got first place is Summer Monroe, Summer Monroe!"
Mrs. Grant squinted her eyes and looked closely, and indeed saw the name above her daughter Willow’s name was Summer Monroe.
No doubt about it.
So...
The country bumpkin she thought of turned out to have such outstanding results??
"How is this possible..." Mrs. Grant murmured.
Willow stomped her foot in embarrassment again, "I’ve told you to leave, why do you have to say so much! Let’s go!"
She grabbed her mother’s wrist and headed straight for the stairway.
However, after just a few steps, they ran into Susan Stone, who was walking toward them.
Willow’s footsteps immediately halted, and she spoke helplessly, "A-Auntie?"
Did Susan Stone already know that Summer Monroe had done better than her?
If she already knew, had she completely given up on her?
"Willow?" Susan Stone looked at Willow’s panicked expression with suspicion and asked, "What’s wrong with you?"
Before Willow could respond, Mrs. Grant said first, "No! Nothing! I came to pick up Willow, Susan, let’s go... Willow hasn’t had lunch yet, let’s have lunch with her."
Susan Stone couldn’t wish more not to look at the score sheet and quickly nodded.
However, when she looked up, she saw Summer Monroe not far behind Willow.
Their eyes met, and Susan Stone felt an indescribable complexity in her heart.
Just as she hesitated about whether to greet Summer Monroe, Summer Monroe already approached and greeted, "Aunt Susan."
Susan Stone’s mouth twitched slightly, and she gave a low "Mm," as a greeting.
"Susan, let’s go!" Mrs. Grant, fearing that Susan would find out that Summer Monroe had come first, wrapped her arm around Susan’s and was about to leave.
Susan Stone nodded, also afraid that Summer Monroe’s results would embarrass her, and turned to head toward the stairs.
She asked as she walked, "How did Willow do this time?"
"I..."
Willow wasn’t sure how to answer, but Mrs. Grant quickly thought on her feet, "She did quite well and already secured a spot for the early admission exam to Britton University."
Susan Stone was not surprised by this answer and nodded to show that she understood.
At that moment, Holly’s voice suddenly rang out.
"Wait! Auntie, you insulted us without reason and used such harsh words to describe Summer Monroe, don’t you plan to apologize before leaving?"
