She said this and then darted away quickly.
Not leaving Ghania Quinlan any chance to act as a third wheel.
Ghania Quinlan was left standing there, dumbfounded and confused.
"No. 1 Middle School allows outsiders to pick up students?" Otherwise, why would Jhovany Sullivan say she wouldn't tell the teacher?
Things that Nathalie Quinlan couldn't figure out, she generally didn't bother thinking about. Clearing her head of confusion, she grabbed her phone and left the school.
At this moment, it was the peak time when students were let out of school, and the school gate was crowded with parents' cars. Nathalie spotted the Phaeton parked on the opposite side of the road.
She was just about to walk over.
Suddenly, a voice called out to her.
"Sister."
That voice...
Nathalie Quinlan's brows furrowed, and her eyes quickly grew cold. Sure enough, she saw Ghania Quinlan, tiptoeing and walking briskly toward her.