The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)
Chapter 134

Cloudcrest High School.

Ordinarily, today was a day without gym class. However, Percival was anxious about Vivienne and had accompanied her to school.

As they arrived at the main entrance, they saw a group of parents outside the gates of Cloudcrest High School, holding up a banner that read, "Expel the criminal's daughter! A pedophile's daughter has no business teaching!"

A middle-aged man was standing on a stone pedestal beside the road, shouting into a megaphone at passersby.

"They say like father, like son, and the same applies to daughters. What kind of girl can be raised by a man who abused his own foster child? Having his daughter as a teacher is not only a bad influence but also a scandal waiting to happen!"

These parents had blocked the entrance, preventing Percival's car from entering.

Without avoiding them, Vivienne got out of the car with a calm look on her face. Percival followed her after signaling to Thomas, the driver.

As soon as Vivienne appeared, the parents immediately recognized her. The man with the megaphone immediately shouted, "That's Vivienne!"

Vivienne ignored them, but Percival shot a cold glance at the man, causing him to shudder and nearly fall off the pedestal.

Angered, the man started shouting at Vivienne through the megaphone.

"Ms. Vivienne, how dare you show your face at this school?! The girl your father raped was not only his foster child but also a student at this school. I refuse to believe you didn't know about your father's crimes! You're an accomplice! A criminal!"

"Is your child in Class Eighteen?" Vivienne asked, her eyes narrowing in an intense stare.

"No." The man began to answer, then asked suspiciously, "Why are you asking this? Are you planning to retaliate against my son?"

"You are not even associated with my class, so why are you causing a fuss?" Vivienne retorted.

The man was taken aback, then began to shout again, "Even if my son isn't your student, who can feel safe with you lurking around the school?"

Vivienne's eyes narrowed even further, but her face remained emotionless. "So, what do you propose?"

The man shouted defiantly, "Leave Cloudcrest High School! The college entrance test is only a month away. Who knows what could happen in that time?!" "What happens is none of your business."

Suddenly, a voice scolded him from the side. A parade of luxury cars pulled up to the school entrance, surrounding the protesting parents.

Those unaware of the situation would have thought it was a showdown between rival gangs.

A group of well-dressed men and women got out of the cars and stood in front of Vivienne. They were the parents of Class Eighteen's students, led by Charlotte's grandmother.

She coldly addressed the protesters. "Since Ms. Vivienne came, my granddaughter's grades have improved. She went from failing to ranking in the top hundred. She is a savior for my granddaughter's academic career. I dare anyone to try and kick her out of this school!"

Agreement rippled through the crowd of Class Eighteen parents. Logan's mother, adorned in valuable jewelry, was particularly intimidating, causing the protesters to step back.

Backing up the other parents, Faye's mother, Doreen Baker, was even more direct. Not only did she show up, but she also brought her brother.

Robert, still handsome and suave in middle age, stepped forward and squinted at the protesters. He pointed at Edward, who was trying to disappear into the crowd. "Edward, have you finished your quarterly reports? Are you playing hooky to cause trouble? Are you asking to be fired?"

"No, Robert, I was wrong. I'll go back to work now. Please don't fire me." Edward pleaded, his face full of regret.

Robert ignored him and continued to single out more employees from among the protesters. Threats of wage and bonus cuts flew, and all attendance records were wiped clean.

The scene at the entrance of Cloudcrest High School was a spectacle, leaving the school staff flabbergasted.

In the end, Vivienne was led into the school by Clara Redwood and Doreen Baker, accompanied by the parents of Class Eighteen. It was a grand spectacle.

Left to the side, Percival could only look in astonishment. "I never imagined this would happen."

Vivienne was genuinely touched by the parents of her students today. When she first became the homeroom teacher at Cloudcrest High School, though it was partially due to a dare from Arabella, she had always given her all to her students in Class Eighteen.

But she never expected anything in return.

Until just now these parents stood in front of her, defending her.

It was only after she got to the classroom that she found out that Charlotte and Logan, upon hearing about the parents who had gathered at the school gates, had informed their own parents.

Even though she could have handled it herself, having someone stand up for her made her feel warm inside. It was just like how her mother would always stand in front of her to shield her from danger ten years ago.

As Clara was leaving, she held on to Vivienne's hand, reluctant to let go. "Vivienne, don't let those rumors get to you. If anyone tries to bully you again, just let me know. I won't do anything but lie on the ground and see if they can continue."

"Thank you, Clara." Vivienne chuckled as a faint smile played on her lips.

"Hey, speaking of which, you haven't visited me in a while, you ungrateful girl." Clara complained. "Remember to come see me when you're free."

"I will." Vivienne responded with a soft smile.

"Ms. Vivienne, I want to thank you for taking care of Faye." Doreen added, with a grateful look on her face. "She's become much more cheerful since she started school."

And thanks to the medicine Vivienne provided, the scars on Faye's face had been gradually fading, which was a pleasant surprise for both mother and daughter. Even though they had paid for the medicine, they were still incredibly grateful to Vivienne.

So when they heard about what had happened, Doreen immediately informed Clara, and they contacted the other parents from Class Eighteen and hurried over.

As Vivienne was about to return to her office, she saw Mr. James walking towards her with a handsome man of pale complexion by his side.