Chapter 210
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Mr. Garcia’s eyes lit up when he saw her. “Flora, you’re here! Come on in and have a seat,” he said quickly.
He reached out to guide Flora to sit next to Selene, but even with all his effort, Flore wouldn’t budge.
Selene, lounging on the couch, glanced up at Flora. Feeling Selene’s gaze, Flora lowered her eyelids slightly and gave her a sidelong look.
The tension between them was palpable, like a storm about to break
Mr. Garcia’s attempt at a smile faltered. He was caught between a rock and a hard place. He chuckled awkwardly and said, ‘Flora, Ive heard about the misunderstanding between you and Selene. I’ve looked into it deeply, and it seems like just that–a misunderstanding You’re both students here; there’s no need for things to get ugly, right?”
Selene shot to her feet. “It’s not a misunderstanding. Flora ripped up my stuff and threw it in the trash.”
Both Selene and Flora were forces to be reckoned with for Mr. Garcia. Trying to stay calm, he asked, “Selene, do you have any proof that Flora was the one who destroyed your belongings?”
“She destroyed all the evidence!”
“Then without evidence, we can’t definitively say it was Flora, can we?” Mr. Garcia smiled. “Since that’s the case, why don’t we let bygones be bygones and turn our conflict into peace? Once we uncover the truth, we can make a proper judgment. How does that sound?”
Selene’s sharp eyes fixed on Mr. Garcia. “Mr. Garcia, are you trying to protect Flora?”
Still smiling, Mr. Garcia said, “I am the dean of Westbrook High School. Whatever I do, it’s in the best interest of the students, without favoring anyone.”
Selene raised her voice. “Flora tore up my invitation and threw my books into the rain. You haven’t mentioned a word about that, and you don’t think that’s favoritism?”
“No one saw Flora tear up your invitation, but everyone saw you tear up Flora’s book. Later, Flora threw your book out the window so let’s call it even”
“I see what you’re saying. Mr. Garcia.” Selene scoffed, tucking some stray hair behind her ear. “If you’re not going to be reasonable, Mr. Garcia, then neither will I. Here’s the deal: Class Z can’t have both me and Flora. I’m sure you’re aware of the Brimer family’s influence in Maple Grove.”
Her tone was dripping
pping with threat. Selene didn’t want to play this card, but Mr. Garcia’s apparent bias towards Flora left her no choice. The smile on Mr. Garcia’s face faded a bit. At his age, being threatened by a young girl was hardly dignified. He knew all about the Brimer family’s power in Maple Grove, but Flora was engaged to someone even more influential
Seeing the change in Mr. Garcia’s expression, Selene confidently lifted her chin. It should be obvious whom to choose between her and
Flora.
After a long pause, Mr. Garcia spoke. “Class Zs performance is below average, and with your grades, Selene, it’s not a good fit for you. The class we originally had in mind for you was Class A. How about we transfer you back to Class A?”
Selene’s smile froze, and she stared at Mr. Garcia in shock. He chose Flora over her?
She had never considered moving to Class A. With the drama between her and Flora, what would people think if she left now?
“I hope you’ve thought this through, Mr Garcia,” she warned him.
Her family background and grades were top–notch, and she had a good shot at being valedictorian. Anyone else would have chosen her. Mr. Garcia replied calmly, “This is the only solution I’ve come up with after careful consideration.”
