Chapter 54


    Chapter 54


    After her ss ended, Ste’s body was covered in sweat. Having just changed into a fresh set of


    clothes, she exited the changing room when she saw some parents gathering outside, talking about


    something.


    Ste did not have the habit of poking her nose into other people’s business. She walked alone to the


    other side to fill up her thermal sk.


    She walked out along the corridor while sipping on her water and saw the group of parents dispersing


    slightly. She stopped in her tracks upon recognizing someone familiar.


    Guinevere?


    What was she doing here?


    Guinevere spotted Ste almost immediately, despite being separated by the crowd of parents. Her


    smile slowly faded, but she remained calm andposed as she looked at Ste and gave her a slight


    nod.


    “E,” She called out to her, stood up, and walked over.


    Those parents looked at Guinevere, then back at Ste before whispering in hushed tones, especially


    those teachers in the training center who were gawking at Ste withplicated looks on their faces.


    “She’s here to look for E!”


    “That can’t be! You mean even a famous celebrity like Ms. Cohen heard about how well she teaches


    andes especially for her?”


    “Impossible! She must be here for something else! What’s more, Ms. Cohen doesn’t have any children


    for E to teach!”


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    “What if it’s the kids of her rtives?”


    Everyone took turns to throw out their guesses, all of which Guinevere overheard butpletely


    ignored.


    She walked toward Ste, asking, “Do you have time? Shall we chat over some coffee?”


    Ste shook her head. “I’m sorry. I still have work to do.”


    A rejection, as expected.


    Guinevere smiled at her. “Don’t be nervous. We parted rather unhappily at Yvonne’s house that day. I


    specially made a trip here to apologize to Yvonne.”


    “Yvonne went overseas for work. You cane again to find her next time.”


    With that, she turned around to leave.


    Guinevere took a step forward and grabbed her arm. “Come on, don’t embarrass me like this. There


    are so many on-lookers.”


    A look of sincerity was stered on her face. “It’s just a cup of coffee. Or, Ms. E, are you afraid of


    something?”


    She fixed her gaze on Ste’s face as if searching for clues, suspicious as to why two people who bore


    such striking resemnce to each other could exist.


    She must confirm the truth with Ste or she would never be able to rest in peace.


    Ste could sense her intentions. She suddenly turned around and looked at her indifferently, “Since


    Ms. Cohen has said so, I shall oblige. What’s more…”


    She paused for a moment and turned to look at the other teachers in the training center with a smile.


    “Ms. Cohen is a famous celebrity, after all. Your sudden and desperate arrival, looking for me, is akin to


    advertising. I might have hordes of richdies handing their children over to me for all you know. I’ll be


    so d if that happens.”


    “Is that so?” Guinevere raised her eyebrows. There was a hint of mockery in her eyes, but she said


    nothing further.


    In the café.


    Right after the waiter served them their coffees, Ste got straight to the point. “Ms. Cohen, what


    exactly do you want?”


    Guinevere leisurely sipped on her coffee and stared at the foam on top, “Aren’t you even a little bit


    curious about that woman who looks very much like you?”