The VIP lounge.
Alvin Morgan stared at the barrage of messages flooding his phone.
His brow was tightly furrowed.
Just as he was about to turn it off, another message popped up on the screen:
[Aurora needs to come back for her exams.]
Sender: Chester Greene
Alvin Morgan looked up at the girl sitting cross-legged not far away, deep in meditation.
He replied directly:
[She's exempt from exams this semester.]
Unexpectedly, the person on the other end blew up, and a call came through immediately.
Alvin Morgan immediately rejected the call, but the other party was relentless.
"A call from Mr. Greene? He's not hounding Aurora about her exams, is he?" Leigh Miles happened to be passing by and glanced over.
Alvin Morgan rejected the call again and simply turned off his phone.
A moment later, Leigh Miles's phone rang.
A glance at the screen showed it was Master Sinclair.
Her expression tightened as she answered the call.
The old master rarely called unless something was wrong.
