Chapter 1009



Cherry said seriously, “Director, it’s really not the case, the two of us…”

“Cherry Smith! What I want to talk about is you, you sleep in class, you play games after class, I said you were not allowed to bring phones to school, but you refuse to pay attention In class you are a below average poor student and now you even started having thoughts that don’t befit a girl! You will call your parents so we can have a good talk.”

Cherry: “?”

She blinked her big eyes, but before she could speak, Xander’s voice came through, this one was cold, “Who’s deficient?”

The Director was stunned.

He looked at Xander.

The ten year old boy was already the same height as the Director. Because of his height, his body was slender, and his delicate cheeks were full of youth.

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․com is full of thrilling adventures Xander is very famous in the school.

Because he was very handsome and studied very well. Although it was not known who his parents were, he was already the most outstanding in his school.

The principal frowned, “Xander, did Cherry seduce you? You should stay away from such a deficient student, otherwise, she’ll rub off on you.”

Cherry was also famous at school.

For being beautiful, plus her academic performance was not very good, and she was always coming up with various ways to infiltrate a phone even though her school was very strict.

This student was a bad influence.

She looked at the information Cherry had filled out, and her brother turned out to be Peter Hunt?

He was a ten-year-old genius with a perfect score on the college entrance exam!

So, he figured that Cherry Smith and Peter Hunt’s parents must have divorced, so the two children’s last names were different.

He couldn’t help but reach out and almost touched Cherry’s face, “Tell me about you and your brother, you’re obviously twins, and you look good, but compared to your brother, why is there such a big difference? If you were half as smart as your brother, you wouldn’t be as dumb as you are now!”

Xander couldn’t listen to him anymore. He knew his sister’s grades weren’t good, but others couldn’t scold her for that, especially if they used such nasty words, Xander then smiled, “Studying is good, isn’t it? But I think Cherry’s pretty good too. At least, when it comes to playing, no one can compare to her. If it weren’t for the age limit, she would have been national champion.”

“Oh, playing is serious? Even if she became a champion…she’s only ten years old. What kind of champion would she be? I think you’re so fascinated by her that you’re confused, don’t talk nonsense!” The Headmaster said, “Xander, I know you’re innocent, don’t be influenced by her. That girl is spoiled, all right, you go back first, Cherry, come with me! I’ll teach you a lesson today.”

After he finished speaking, he reached out his hand to grab Cherry’s arm.

The next moment, Xander stepped between him and Cherry, “No, I think I should be polite too.”

Xander folded his arms, his lips curved into a sneer, looking into the Headmaster’s eyes. His eyes were filled with coldness and anger, which made the Headmaster feel terrified.

He took a step back, “What kind of eyes are you looking at me with? Xander, you dare try to hit a teacher?”

Xander’s voice was even colder, “Don’t do anything to Cherry.”

“You…” The Principal really had no such intention. He thought that, since Cherry, was a ten year old girl, she might run away, so he just wanted to grab her arm to prevent it….

Of course, Xander knew that, otherwise he would have punched her already.

But the Headmaster was still angry, “Alright, alright, you insist on acting like a hero to ‘protect’ her in front of me? I won’t teach them a lesson…. But their parents will come! They should come tomorrow!”

When the Direct ended, he turned away angrily.

After returning to the office, he thought about it and grabbed the parents’ contact list.

Cherry was a girl, so he contacted Nora: “Hello, is this Cherry’s mother? Yes, this is the principal of Cherry’s school. Come to the school tomorrow afternoon.”

After hanging up the phone, she called Xander’s father: “…Yes, tomorrow afternoon at three o’clock!”

Just after hanging up on the Principal’s call, he saw that Justin received a call from the same person as Nora: “?”

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