Saturday.

The word was out that Vivienne had booked the local stadium and invited the students of Class Eighteen to watch Stephen's solo concert.

The news spread like wildfire.

In response, Principal Lysander had arranged for a school bus to transport Class Eighteen to the stadium.

In just three months, Class Eighteen had shown remarkable progress, and Principal Lysander couldn't have been happier.

So, he was all in for their relaxation before exams.

As for the other classes...

Well...

It wasn't that he was playing favorites, but he simply couldn't afford to invite Stephen for them.

The entire school was green with envy that Class Eighteen was going to watch Stephen's solo concert. With college entrance exams just around the corner, the school was going to give them a break next week to relax and prepare for the rough days ahead.

But for them, the best way to unwind was to watch Stephen's concert.

After seeing the radiant smiles on the faces of Class Eighteen, the students couldn't help but wonder why they hadn't been in Class Eighteen.

The concert started at seven in the evening.

By six o'clock, students had started gathering at the school.

In addition to Vivienne, Mr. James' team also came along.

They were not going to be teaching next week, as they were heading back to Rivenwood. Having witnessed the students' growth, Mr. James felt a sense of accomplishment and decided to watch the concert with the students before leaving.

On the way to the stadium, Mr. James turned to Vivienne and expressed his satisfaction. "Inviting you to be the homeroom teacher for Class Eighteen was the best decision ever."

Vivienne glanced at the ecstatic students in the bus as her red lips curled up into a smile. "I think so too."

"What are your plans for the future?" Mr. James asked, "After the college entrance tests, do you plan to continue teaching at Cloudcrest High School?" Before Vivienne could answer, Mr. James continued. "Though it's great for the students to have a teacher like you, your talent shouldn't be limited to this." Vivienne smiled. "After a while, I'll be heading to Rivenwood too. I won't be teaching anymore."

Lysander had mentioned that in the future, there won't be any divisions of classes into top and bottom tiers.

Starting next year, Cloudcrest High School will no longer have advanced classes.

"You're going to Rivenwood?" Mr. James blinked in surprise. "Are you planning to settle down in Rivenwood?"

"I promised something to Atticus, remember?" Vivienne asked.

"Oh." Mr. James looked at her and suddenly smiled. "You're not just going to Rivenwood for Atticus, are you? You have other plans!"

From the day Vivienne became his student, he knew she was no ordinary person.

Vivienne's eyes darkened, but she didn't respond.

Of course, she was not going to Rivenwood just for Atticus.

She was going to meet the leader of the group her mother belonged to back then. Besides, she had to uncover the truth.

The truth about why her mother had to leave Scott even when she was pregnant.

Yes!

She didn't acknowledge Scott because she harbored resentment for him in her heart.

This resentment came out of nowhere.

In the days before she turned nine, she had a tough life with her mother.

Back then, she didn't know that her mother was trying to conceal her identity. All she saw was her mother's hardship. And she didn't receive any love here.

Later, she and her mother were forced to flee and were hunted down. She watched her mother die in front of her. Her world turned dark.

When she found out that Scott was her biological father, she was filled with hatred for the powerful Brooks family, who couldn't protect her mother.

Even if her mother chose to leave, wasn't he supposed to love her?

This intense hatred was like an obsession. It was gnawing at her every night, especially after replaceing out that Arabella had taken her place after Scott found her. This hatred was like a raging storm. She was always waiting.

Waiting for them to replace her.

But she didn't expect that what she was waiting for was for him to replace a fake daughter.

Ha!

He claimed to love her mother so much, but he didn't even realize that the daughter he found was a fake.

Since he wanted a fake daughter so much, she would let him enjoy the love of a fake daughter.

"We're here." Someone's shout pulled Vivienne back from her thoughts.

She realized that she had almost lost control of her emotions because of Scott.

She suppressed her emotions and got off the bus with everyone else.

Everything was ready in the stadium.

All the support banners and glow sticks were in place.

The moment the students entered, the concert began.

Stephen was performing his unreleased album today. As the concert started, the students were cheering wildly.

During the concert, Stephen invited the students to interact.

Everyone had a blast.

Their enthusiasm also put Vivienne in a good mood.

The concert lasted for over two hours.

At the end, Stephen took pictures with everyone and gave each student a copy of his new album.

As they were leaving, Stephen came down from the stage to greet Vivienne. "Boss! Long time, no see!"

This address as "boss" made the students of Class Eighteen gasp in surprise.

"Holy crap! Ms. Vivienne is Stephen's boss? Is this real? Am I dreaming?"

"I remember that Stephen works for Rainbow Entertainment, one of the top entertainment companies in the country. If Ms. Vivienne is Stephen's boss, that means she's the chairman of Rainbow Entertainment."

"Oh my God! What kind of amazing teacher is this? I can't believe I met her in my lifetime!"

In the midst of the students' frenzied stares, Vivienne gave Stephen a nod. "Alright. Time to head back."

"Hey, is that how you treat your employees? You use me and then send me off? At least let us grab a bite together."

He then turned to the excited students nearby. "Invite them along."

The students' eyes widened in sheer disbelief.

Having a meal with Stephen, the rock king!

What a blissful occurrence!

Yet, under the anticipatory gazes, Vivienne calmly said, "They need to prepare for their college entrance tests. I don't have the time either."

There was a limit to entertainment. One shouldn't indulge in it excessively.

After the college entrance tests concluded, she could arrange for Stephen to have a meal with the students. But for now, it was unnecessary. Stephen sighed in disappointment. "Alright."

Despite their own disappointment at not being able to dine with Stephen, the students agreed fully with Vivienne.

Being able to witness a concert by Stephen before their tests was more than satisfying. It was an opportunity many yearned for but couldn't obtain.

What followed was their unified determination to achieve good results and make Ms. Vivienne proud.

After a brief chat with Stephen, Vivienne left with the students. The students were taken back by the school bus.

After everything was settled, Vivienne hailed a taxi to return home.

Dorian, Cordelia, and Thaddeus were watching TV in the living room. Vivienne greeted them before retiring to her room.

After taking care of some work, she went to take a bath.

After exiting the shower, she noticed ten missed calls on her phone. They were all from Lysander.

While leaning on her bed, she returned Lysander's call.

The moment the call connected, Lysander's frantic voice came through. "Ms. Vivienne, there's been an incident involving Ivan. How are you and the students? Is everyone okay?"

Vivienne abruptly sat up, her eyebrows furrowing as she asked, "What happened?"

"About ten minutes ago, Ivan called to inform me that the school bus was attacked. Ivan was injured and left on the road leading to school. I've been trying to reach you ever since." Lysander's voice was filled with worry.

He had been trying to reach Vivienne to no avail, and the same went for the students on the bus. His worry was palpable.

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