CHAPTER 46: CHAPTER 46: LQ’S FIRST RELEASE, PARENT-TEACHER CONFERENCE BEGINS

John Sinclair walked into the classroom looking half-asleep, and was immediately grabbed by a bespectacled boy who excitedly said, "Johnny, have you read the novel ’Abyss of Sin’?"

John, a bit annoyed at being stopped, yawned and replied, "No, I haven’t. Is that book popular?"

He usually either gamed or read some extracurricular books, but he had never heard of ’Abyss of Sin’ before.

The boy gave a mysterious smile, "You should check it out. It’s pretty good."

John gave him a sideways glance, then went back to his seat and collapsed onto the table, his eyelids heavy with fatigue.

"John, what did you do last night?" Isabella Xyler asked while munching on a piece of bread.

"Played games all night," John replied weakly.

Isabella glanced at him leisurely, "Was it fun?"

John thought of his performance last night, feeling dispirited, and gave no reply.

Interrupted by Isabella, his drowsiness faded. Bored, he pulled out his phone and searched for the book ’Abyss of Sin.’

Looking at the data, the book seemed quite phenomenal, and John’s interest was piqued. He eagerly began reading.

After a while.

The whole class heard him burst out with a curse, "Damn it, is this author an idiot?"

Claire Green looked at him indifferently, "Which author?"

John pointed at the content on his phone, complaining, "This author, called LQ, wrote the book well, and the data is impressive, but they stopped writing after starting. They must be either stupid or crazy."

With each word he uttered, Claire’s gaze grew colder until it was icy.

John sensed danger and turned his head, only to see his seatmate staring at him coolly, sending a shiver down his spine.

"Claire, do you... by any chance know this author?"

He thought for a moment and came to this conclusion.

Claire laughed derisively, calmly lying down on the table, and spoke unhurriedly.

"I don’t know them."

Lately, she’s been busy and forgot she hadn’t continued writing the book.

John pouted, if she didn’t know them, why look at him like that?

Upfront, Sebastian Winn turned around and said, "I read this book last night, it’s really good, just don’t know when it will be updated."

"Agreed, I just want to give the author a beating right now."

Hearing this, Claire glanced at him, logged onto her account, checked the data lazily, and started typing away.

The two who were discussing got intrigued by her actions. Sebastian scratched his head, "Claire, what are you doing?"

Claire raised an eyebrow, nonchalantly, "Cultivating myself."

For a moment, the two were a bit stunned, it’s as if Claire is getting more unusual lately.

John initially wanted to peek, but seeing Claire’s half-smile, he abandoned that thought.

After writing enough to make up ten thousand words, Claire flexed her fingers, thinking a computer would be more convenient.

...

At Song Manor.

"Mom, we have a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow," Olivia Song said elegantly sitting on the sofa with a smile.

Sammie Ziegler patted her hand, "I’ll be there on time tomorrow. Have Olivia’s monthly test scores come out?"

Olivia already knew she’d ask about the test results, so she sent her the report card she took herself, full of pride.

Seeing the scores on the phone, Sammie’s smile couldn’t be held back; Olivia’s performance had always been good, and as parents, they felt proud.

"That’s my daughter."

Olivia’s face was filled with smugness as she suddenly asked, "Who’s going for Claire Green tomorrow?"

At the mention of Claire Green, Sammie’s expression changed, and her eyes showed obvious disdain.

"With her grades, how can she still stay at Brightsong?"

Olivia’s lips curled uncontrollably; her vanity was satisfied.

Her eyes were filled with mockery.

So what if you’re pretty, you’re still a useless bottom-feeder.

"Don’t mind her, your dad is worried enough because of the company. It would just be a disgrace to attend a parent-teacher meeting for her."

Sammie’s face looked terrible; if it weren’t for Olivia’s special blood type, they wouldn’t have adopted Claire, this ungrateful wretch.

Olivia’s eyes had a glimmer of darkness, and she smiled.

"Okay."

Imagining Claire being mocked tomorrow was truly exciting.

...

"Julian, I heard you’re attending a parent-teacher meeting," George Xyler looked at the man on the sofa with a complex expression.

Julian Sia’s lips curved slightly, and he gave a low hum.

Hearing his response, George smiled. Julian’s become a bit more humane now.

He teased a little, "Looks like tomorrow I won’t be the most handsome parent."

Julian lowered his eyes and chuckled lightly, "Indeed."

...

At sunrise, the first rays of the sun spilled over the earth, and Brightsong High School was bustling with activity.

"Mrs. Lee, you’ve come too."

"Yes, this child originally didn’t want me to come, but her dad had no time, so it’s just me."

"Judging by that, their grades must be great."

"Oh, not that great, just alright," the woman couldn’t help but smile at the praise for her child.

Olivia Song walked into the school arm-in-arm with Sammie Ziegler and was immediately surrounded by people.

"Mrs. Song, long time no see."

"You’ve maintained yourself well, this must be Olivia, so beautiful."

Sammie was long accustomed to such scenes. Being one of the top aristocrats in Bayne City, the Song family had people fawning over them like this daily.

Sammie replied lightly, "Long time no see."

Noticing her cold demeanor, their expressions dimmed for a moment but quickly resumed smiling faces.

"Olivia must have done well this time."

"Just alright, only third in the whole grade," Sammie said with a hint of pride.

Standing beside, Olivia smiled gently without interrupting.

Not far away, Isabella and others saw the scene, subconsciously glancing at Claire’s expression, only to find indifference rather than disdain or ridicule.

"That girl from the Song family must be feeling quite smug right now, yet pretending to stay calm, putting on an act."

"Those trying to curry favor are laughable, not even a glance from them, yet still trying to suck up."

Claire lazily glanced over, then lost interest and withdrew her gaze.

Meanwhile.

Olivia also noticed Claire’s group, lips curving into a proud smile.

So what if you know Johnny, after today, everyone will know you have poor grades and no parent willing to show up for you.

"Olivia, Julian and the others should be arriving soon," Isabella said, checking the message on her phone.

A lazy glint flickered across Claire’s eyes, her voice low, "Alright."

Soon, two men with distinct styles appeared in the crowd, their looks refined, their attire understated, yet emanating an aura of authority.

"Oh my, whose parents are those? They could start a boy band," someone gasped softly, watching them pass by.

Olivia’s gaze lingered on Julian, a shy look in her eyes— it was her first time seeing someone so perfectly handsome.

Claire raised an eyebrow, watching the approaching duo, a smile playing at her lips, indeed they draw attention.

It wasn’t until the two stopped in front of Claire’s group that people snapped back to reality.

"Ah Jin," Julian’s voice was low and hoarse.

"Let’s go, I’ll take you to the classroom."

Claire lifted her chin slightly, turning away to hide the smile in her eyes.