Chapter 672
Early the next morning.
When Ava was still in bed, she had reminded Frank repeatedly that even if he knew that Cyril''s performance in school was
terrible, he could not do anything out of line in public. He had to give the child at least some respect. If he could not take it
anymore, he had to endure it until he returned home. She would not stop him.
Frank guaranteed to take Cyril from second tost to the top of the ssst night. Ava had always believed in Frank''s ability to
do things. Naturally, she also believed that Frank would not lie to her.
After all, Frank had never lied to her. He always did what he promised.
At Athana High School.
A Mercedes-Benz car and a Porsche car met at the school gate due to fate. The windows of the two cars rolled down at the
same time and greeted each other. The automatic gate of the school gate had already opened.
The two parents in the driver''s seat were wearing masks and sunsses. They looked like they didn''t want to be recognized.
They nodded at each other and drove into the school gate one after another.
It could be said that they had a tacit understanding.
The two guards at the door shook their heads helplessly and said affirmatively, "It''s obvious that they''re the parents of
mischievous children."
Another guard said, "Their score is probably in the bottom of the list. Otherwise, why would their parentse to the parent-
teacher conference like this?”
The guard nodded in agreement.
In the parking space, two cars were parked across from each other. There was a BMW in the middle. The two people who got
out of the car only took off their sunsses but not their masks.
Frank mmed the door and said to Edward, who had just closed the door, "Didn''t Harper ask Rose toe?"
Edward didn''t answer Frank''s question. Wasn''t this an obvious question? Why was he asking nonsense? "Didn''t Cyril find
someone else toe?"
The two of them smiled at the same time and walked towards the ssroom designated by the teacher.
Thergest multimedia ssroom in the school was already filled with many parents. Frank and Edward tacitly raised their legs
and walked up the steps to thest row side by side, trying their best to reduce their presence.
Ten minutester, the prelude to the parent-teacher conference began. The teacher in charge of the parent-teacher conference
invited the principal of Athana High School to speak on stage. The audience apuded warmly.
Itsted for a few minutes before it quietened down.
There were manuscripts on the podium table, and the principal''s official words came through the ck microphone. "First of all, |
would like to thank all the parents for taking the time out of your busy schedules to attend our Athana High School''s annual
parent-teacher conference..."
Frank and Edward didn''t listen to the rest of the sentence. One of them leanedzily against the back of the chair, while the other
sat upright without taking off their mask.
Half an hourter.
The principal began to highlight the excellence of Athana High School''s results by citing the highest and lowest college entrance
examination results in previous years, "Students in our Athana High School has never scored lower than 1000 points in the years
since it was established."
Frank looked at the passionate principal on the podium who excitedly conveyed the teaching principles. He cited SAT scores
from previous years. His lips under the mask moved. "The principal said that the total score of the college entrance examination
has never been lower than 1000 points. Harper broke the record. You have to pay attention to it. You have to live up to your
straight A student status."
Edward replied gently, "Cyril was 1001."
The simple answer was a reminder. Frank could naturally hear it. He smiled, which meant that they were about the same.
“Harper and Cyril are like pot meet kettle. Even if you add the two together, they won''t be as good as our Nona.”
Edward said, "Cyril is like you, Nona is like Ava."
This time, Edward did not call her sister-inw. Frank was not angry, nor did he ask him to call her that.
The smile under Frank''s mask gradually widened. He did not feel depressed because of his son''s results. Instead, he was ina
particrly good mood. "A top student is indeed a top student. You''re quite insightful."
The words meant praise, but there was no praise in his tone. Instead, there was ridicule.
For an entire hour and a half, the people on the podium had already taken turns changing several batches, from the principal and
vice-principal, to the dean of students, and then to vice dean of students.
After the parent-teacher conference ended, all the parents stood up and walked towards the door. Frank and Edward sat calmly
in thest row, nning to wait for everyone to leave before going out.
15 minutester.
Frank stood up and tidied his clothes. He adjusted his mask with one hand and looked like he was epting reality. "Let''s go
and get criticized."
Edward also fiddled with his mask. "You''re both good and bad. At least Nona will make you proud."
Edward never thought that he would one day be famous because of his son, to the point of wearing a mask at a parent-
teacher meeting. No matter what, he was once a top student in Athana High School. He did not expect his son to be a bad
student in Athana High School and even set a record for Athana High School in the exam.
Speaking of his daughter, Frank was proud. The smile under the mask did not disappear. He walked towards the door. Edward
sighed and followed behind. He did not know how the teacher wouldinter.
After leaving the multimedia ssroom, Frank and Edward parted ways. Cyril''s ssroom was on Building 1, and Harper''s
ssroom was on Building 3.
Frank and Edward were enduring the parent-teacher conferences. The children at home were also extremely anxious and
restless.
At the Roberts’ Vi.
Cyril leaned against the door at an 80-degree angle. His eyes kept ncing outside, and he cursed in his heart. Why did the
parent-teacher meeting have to be held on Saturday?
He didn''t even have the chance to send someone to investigate.
Grace nced at her grandson and shook her head helplessly. "If you knew this would happen, why did you be a bad
student? Learn from Nona. Won''t you be afraid of your father''s expression after the parent-teacher meeting?"
At this moment, there were only had Grace and two children in the Roberts''s vi. William and Ava had gone to work. Ever since
Ava took over the technologypany, she had been very busy. She could be considered Frank''s virtuous wife.
The way she did things was bing more and more like Grace''s style. It was a strong contrast to her usual soft personality.
Frank especially liked the contrast of Ava. At the same time, he felt sorry for Ava''s sensible and hard work.
Cyril turned around and said to Grace, "Grandma, | didn''t want to either. | only have so much brain capacity."
"If you have the time to stand at the door and wait for your father, why don''t you finish your homework upstairs like Nona? When
your fatheres back, he will criticize you less. Hurry up and go." Grace looked at her grandson and said sternly.
Cyril reluctantly walked upstairs in his house shoes. When he reached the stairs, he bent down to look downstairs. When he
realized that his father was not back, he resigned himself to his fate and pushed open the door to do his homework.
Grace, who was standing downstairs, pinched her eyebrows with a headache. She took out her phone and sent a message to
her daughter. [From now on, Edward will be in charge of Harper''s studies. Don''t interfere.]
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In the living room, the mother and son sat opposite each other. On one side, Juana was sitting in an armchair. Richard had gone
to thepany early.
Harper went straight to the point. He wiped his hands on the legs of his pants and sped them together. "Mom, | want to talk to
you."
Her phone dinged. Rose raised her hand and gestured for her son to keep quiet. She turned on her phone and looked at the
message from her mother. After reading it, she could only sigh in her heart.
Seeing her daughter-inw sigh, Juana asked with concern, "Rose, what''s wrong? Is it about the hospital?"
Rose shook her head and waved her hand. "Mon, it''s nothing. | just feel like reciting poems at this moment."
She wanted to adapt the article about the cowherd child into a goatherd child because she had failed. Her son was like a wild
horse that had run free. After galloping, he copsed on the ground and could not be helped up at all.
Juana was speechless.
Rose gave up and replied to her mother, "Got it. Didn''t | turn invisible about the parent-teacher conference?"
After replying, Rose ced her phone on the side of the sofa and folded her hands. She sat upright and serious. "Tell me, I''m
listening. What do you want to talk to me about?"
Harper was not used to seeing such a serious and serious mother. "Mom, don''t be so nervous. We''re just having a casual chat."
Rose said, "I''m not nervous. | think you''re more nervous. You said you wanted to talk, and I''m listening carefully. Are you going to
tell me? If not, your father will be back soon."
Harper looked up at the clock. "Yes, yes." He did not care if his mother was serious or not. "Mom, Grandma, look. You guys have
already nned for me to repeat a grade, right?"
Juana and Rose nodded in agreement.
Harper continued, "Since you''ve
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Rose felt that it made sense.
Juana recalled his son''s instructions before he left. He said that her grandson would definitely find a breakthrough from her and
Rose.
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Upon hearing her mother-inw''s words, Rose also recalled what Edward had said to herst night on the bed. She spread her
hands and looked helpless. "Your grandmother is right. | can''t help you either. Your father has given me the order."
Juana and Harper was speechless.
Seeing that his grandmother and mother were not helping him, Harpery on the sofa with a dead heart and scratched his head
in frustration.
The suspension n fell through.
At night, in the living room of the Landor family.
Juana, Richard and Rose sat on the sofa.
The four children, Harper, Kade, Vincent and Dalton stood in a row ording to their age and height. After the parent-teacher
meeting, Edward stood in front of the children and prepared to set the rules.
The entire family was waiting for Edward to speak. The four children lowered their heads and waited for the lecture.
The three brothers looked at Harper in unison and aligned themselves with him.
Edward ced his hands on his hips. His mind was filled with the teacher''sints today. He was almost angered to death.
He began to lecture, "Today, | went to Harper''s school for a parent-teacher meeting. It gave me a new understanding of Harper.
Do you want to hear it?"
Harper stared at his toes. He knew that this was the oue. He definitely had to share it.
The other three children shook their heads. Even the people on the sofa shook their heads as well because from their son and
husband''s expressions, they could tell that something was definitely wrong without listening.
"You have to listen even if you don''t
want to. After the semester ended,
the number of times he wrote an
essay was zero, Dying tbe tnd?
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Athana High School. He copied
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Everyone except Harper himself was speechless.
Edward took a deep breath. E had given Edward respect and talked to him privately. At that time, Edward really wanted to
hide.