"South Grant, don't push me too far!" Sheldon Shawn's face was livid.
"I can push even further, do you want to try?" South Grant raised an eyebrow, looking at the uncle and nephew.
The director knew that if South Grant said he would make a fuss at the police station, he would indeed do so.
Now they're in a predicament, with no way to deal with South Grant.
"Fine." This word seemed to be squeezed out from between the director's teeth.
Sheldon Shawn widened his eyes in disbelief as he saw his uncle say "fine," and then he heard the director say:
"We'll do as you said, let Sheldon leave the school, expel him."
Sheldon Shawn's face turned as pale as a sheet.
When he was about to speak, the director pulled him out. Once outside the classroom, Sheldon Shawn shook off the director's hand, saying:
"Uncle, you know very well that the watch isn't South Grant's, so why..."
Just as Sheldon Shawn was speaking, the director interrupted him sternly:
