Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 107 A Good Show Is Coming

Chapter 107 A Good Show Is Coming

Charlotte thought over it for quite some time, but she still couldn't figure out why she had called Nelson cryingly.

She hugged her head in pain and groaned, feeling so embarrassed.

Eloise, who was holding an ice cream in each hand, handed one to Charlotte when she spotted her and asked, "Char, what's wrong?"

Charlotte stared at her quietly for a long while with pain written all over her face. She didn't answer the question It was so embarrassing, so she'd better keep it a secret.

Eloise sat down beside her and said, "Char, let's go to eat dessert after school today. I know a dessert shop and its dessert tastes amazing."

Charlotte understood her good intentions of cheering her up, so she didn't refuse it. She nodded and agreed, "Okay."

Eloise was instantly cheered up. She said, "Have a taste of this ice cream. It's rose and nut flavor, my favorite."

Charlotte couldn't help but smile too when she saw Eloise's pure smile.

...

"Cecilia." Reagan sat down beside Cecilia, trying to persuade the latter as she said, "Charlotte is not worth being your friend. Why do you have to..."

Cecilia packed up her things expressionlessly and retorted, raising her eyebrows, "Reagan, why didn't I find you so annoying before?"

Reagan's expression froze on her face. She explained with an aggrieved tone, "I'm worried about you."

"No need. Please get out of the way," said Cecilia blandly.

Reagan could only stand up. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Cecilia had someone move all her things and switched seats with the boy sitting next to Eloise.

Reagan's expression turned livid. Looking at Cecilia and Charlotte who were talking and laughing, she clenched her fists and suddenly spoke up, "Charlotte, everyone is having harsh comments on you. Aren't you going to explain it?"

Charlotte took a glance at her and asked, "What should I explain?"

Reagan snorted and said, "Oh, I almost forgot that those intimate pictures were real. It's useless for you to explain it, right?"

Cecilia knitted her brows and said, "Reagan, get the fuck out of the classroom if you continue to talk about this."

Reagan's expression turned gloomier. She sneered and returned to her seat.

Vivian, who sat beside her with a book in her hands, said slowly, "Reagan, why do you have to get mad about it? Srolanya High School has strict rules and a student with such a scandal is bound to be expelled. It's understandable that Charlotte is short-tempered now."

Reagan replied, "I don't know what's good about that bitch that Cecilia is so protective of her..."

Vivian answered, "Cecilia is a grateful person. Don't be angry about it anymore."

Reagan chuckled and said, "Samantha is now in the police station. They won't be able to turn the table."

...

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

The man tilted his head to study the photo in his hand and asked with a smile, "You're Freya Dyson, right?"

Freya looked at him in horror and asked, "Who the heck are you?"

"It's not important," replied the man. "What matters is that you're Freya Dyson."

The man then waved his hand and ordered, "Take her away."

Freya screamed, but her mouth was then mercilessly covered by a hand. Several strays of light shone into the room, making those men in black look like ghosts crawling out of Hell. The woman's ivory skin looked a bit pale under the sunlight and the red mole on her neck looked extraordinarily eye-catching.

...

In the meeting room of Srolanya High School...

The headmaster felt a great headache when looking at the dozens of anonymous letters of accusation on the desk.

"What should we do now? Under such a circumstance, we must expel her. But if we really do that, how will we explain to Mr. Clark?" asked the headmaster with a bitter expression.

Other school leaders all remained silent, not daring to voice any opinions.

"If we turn a cold shoulder to it now, all the students will protest against it." The director of teaching and discipline analyzed the situation calmly and continued, "If we don't take disciplinary measures against this behavior, the rules of our school will become a joke. We can only call Mr. Clark and ask him about how to deal with this matter. There's probably something fishy about this matter. The Clark family is Charlotte's backer, so how would she do such a filthy thing for the sake of money?"

Other school leaders nodded in agreement.

The headmaster glanced around them and asked, "Then there comes a question. Who will call Mr. Clark?"

The other school leaders, including the director of teaching and discipline, all shrank back their necks.

"Headmaster, how about you calling Mr. Clark by yourself?" Someone advised.

The headmaster was lost for words. He thought to himself, "You're afraid of him, and me too! What do I need you for?!"

Right at this moment, the headmaster's phone rang. He was so fretful that he directly answered the call without even sparing a glance at the caller ID. And the man at the other end of the line directly ordered, "Go to the gate of the school."

The headmaster was freaked out when he heard the voice and hurriedly replied, "Okay. Okay. We'll go there right away."

...

Charlotte packed up her things and left the classroom together with Eloise and Cecilia. Charlotte turned around, took a glance at Nicholas' empty seat, and said, "Nicholas didn't come to school today."

Eloise replied, "He messaged me, telling me that he couldn't find Owen Robinson. He didn't tell you about this because he didn't want you to worry about it."

She scratched her head and continued, "Nicholas said Owen had been taken away by someone else. But he didn't know who had taken him away."

Charlotte was stunned. She had planned to find Owen after returning from the dessert shop.

"This matter is getting more and more sophisticated." Said Eloise, "I always associate it with the scenes of killing the witness to cover up the crime in movies. But it won't be so serious, right? I think the person behind the scene doesn't have the guts to do this. Otherwise, that person wouldn't have put in so much effort to slander you."

Charlotte nodded in agreement. However, for the time being, she couldn't figure the whole thing out. She heaved a sigh of helplessness.

Looking at their backs, Reagan said to Vivian, "Hurry up to follow me. I called Samantha before and asked her to go to the school to kick up a fuss. Let's go to watch the show."

Vivian curled up her lips into a sarcastic smile and said, pretending to be hesitant, "Reagan, just let her go. We agreed before that we would only teach her a lesson. Don't make a big deal out of it."

Reagan sneered coldly and said, "You're too kind. You regard her as your younger sister, but does she take you as her elder sister? She just ignored you after befriending Cecilia and Eloise!"

Vivian lowered her head.

Reagan grasped her hand and said, "Let's go!"

...

Charlotte had told Waylon in advance that she would go out for fun after school today and that he didn't need to pick her up. But just as she walked to the gate, she found it very clamorous as many students were gathering in front of it.

Eloise and Cecilia exchanged a glance as they all realized something. As expected, the crowd exploded into discussion when Charlotte showed up at the gate. "Charlotte! Charlotte is coming!"

The students stepped back a bit, exposing the middle-aged woman surrounded by them.

It was none other than Samantha Martin.

Reagan smiled when she saw Samantha and said to Vivian, "A good show is coming. By the way, Vinny, please help me video it. I'll post it on Twitter to make Charlotte popular."

Vivian acted as if she was in a dilemma. Reagan knitted her brows and asked, "Are you still my friend?"

Vivian replied with difficulty, "Okay."

She then took out her phone and opened the camera, ready to video the scene.

When seeing Charlotte, Samantha pounced on her like she did the day before. Charlotte was so startled that she grasped Eloise's sleeve.