Chapter 221 The Board Denies My Request
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The heavy oak doors of the administration building loomed at the end of the wet stone walkway. I stood at the edge of the Crestview Prep
campus. The damp morning air chilled my skin. I wore a simple black sweater and neat gray trousers. I needed to project pristine
academic discipline. I needed to look like a scholar who belonged in their elite halls.
Ryder stood beside me. He wore his dark jeans and his scuffed combat boots. He possessed zero wealth. He held zero influence. He walked onto the manicured grounds with empty pockets, but his presence anchored my racing pulse.
We walked up the stone steps. Two campus security guards blocked the double glass entrance.
“You hold an active suspension, Miss Petrova,” the first guard stated. He crossed his arms over his dark blue uniform. “You cannot enter
the building.”
“The board of directors convened an open session to review my academic petition,” I replied. I kept my voice steady. I refused to break eye contact. “I possess the legal right to attend the hearing.”
The guard pressed a thick finger to his earpiece. He listened to a voice on the other end of the radio. He dropped his hand. He stepped aside, leaving the path clear.
Ryder reached out and pushed the glass doors open.
We stepped into the grand foyer. The air smelled like lemon polish and old money. We walked down the central corridor toward the main boardroom. My stomach twisted into a tight knot.
I thought about the motorized paper shredder in my living room. I thought about the ruined wire transfer receipts and the deleted server logs. I possessed the ultimate weapon to destroy Chloe Vance. I possessed the proof of her Ivy League academic fraud. I could have ended this entire war with a single manila folder.
I chose to shred the easy exit. I chose to fight for the crown using my own mind.
Now, I needed to face the consequences of my pride.
We reached the boardroom. I pushed the heavy wooden doors open.
The room felt suffocating. A massive mahogany table occupied the center of the space. Seven members of the Crestview school board sat in high-backed leather chairs. They wore tailored suits and expensive pearls. They represented the peak of the affluent elite. They controlled the tuition grants. They controlled the future.
Principal Miller sat at the head of the table. He wore a smug, confident expression.
Mr. Harrison stood in the far corner of the room. He wore his standard brown tweed jacket. He held a leather briefcase in his hands. He looked tired, but his posture remained rigid and uncompromising. He risked his entire teaching career to sign my petition. He stood in the
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“Take a seat, Miss Petrova, Chairman Davis instructed. He was an older man with silver hair and a sharp, calculating gaze. He gestured to
a solitary wooden chair placed at the opposite end of the long table.
I walked forward. I sat in the wooden chair. Ryder remained standing behind me. He crossed his arms over his chest, acting as a silent,
immovable shield.
“We received your formal petition for an Academic Tribunal,” Chairman Davis began. He tapped a stack of crisp white papers resting on
the mahogany wood. “You invoke Appendix G of the founding student handbook. You request a public, verbal examination to replace the
written scores of your biology and calculus midterms.”
“Yes, sir,” I confirmed. My voice carried across the quiet room. “The testing environment compromised my ability to perform. I seek a fair
assessment of my intellect.
You seek a spectacle, Principal Miller interrupted. The smug expression hardened into pure disdain. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. “You handed in ruined test papers. You failed the midterms. A teacher graded the work. The scores are final.
The handbook clause exists for this exact scenario, Mr. Harrison spoke up from the corner. His voice held calm authority. “If a student disputes a major examination, they possess the right to defend their merit before a faculty panel. I reviewed her request. I signed as her
sponsor. The petition is valid.”
Miller turned his glare toward the science teacher.
“Your signature is a profound error in judgment, Richard, Miller spat. “You sponsor a student who forged a dating contract to manipulate this administration. She caused a public scandal. She brought shame to this institution. She lacks the moral character required for a
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