Kristin waited for Marico at the school gate. Her teacher tried to persuade her to go inside, but she refused.
Just then, a black Rolls-Royce pulled up. Two teachers waiting to greet parents seemed to recognize who it was and hurried over.
“Queena, you look so pretty today, just like a princess,” the female teacher said as she helped Queena out of the car.
Queena was delighted by the compliment and did a twirl, holding the hem of her dress.
“Mommy says I am a princess.”
Then Hamilton, dressed in a black suit, also got out of the car. The male teacher went to greet him.
“Mr. Amos, we're so honored you could take time out of your busy schedule to join us. Mr. Lancaster has prepared some excellent coffee for you, if you're interested?”
Hamilton frowned slightly. He detested these parent-child activities and would never have come if Maria hadn't been completely unavailable.
“That won't be necessary. I'll donate three pianos,” Hamilton said.
The male teacher's eyes immediately lit up.
“Your dedication to our school's development is truly appreciated, Mr. Amos. We will be sure to give Queena the best education, so you won't have to worry.”
The female teacher's smile toward Queena grew even brighter. She took her hand solicitously, as if afraid she might trip. But Queena was having none of it. She pulled her hand away and ran to grab Hamilton's.
“Do I look pretty today?”
Without even looking, Hamilton gave a dismissive “Mm.”
Queena pouted at his indifference. Just then, she spotted Kristin standing by the entrance, and her brow furrowed.
“What is she doing here?”
Seeing that Queena was pointing at Kristin, the teacher asked, “Queena, do you know Kristin?”
“I'm not friends with her.”
“I see.”
Not being friends meant they knew each other. It made sense; everyone in their circle knew everyone else. The teachers didn't know much about Kristin's family, but she had been recommended by someone from the Zenith Group, so her family had to be well-off.
Hamilton saw Kristin too and glanced around instinctively, but he didn't see Natalie.
Queena heard this and burst out laughing.
“She's lying! She doesn't have a dad!”
Kristin gritted her teeth. “You're the one who doesn't have a dad!”
“I do too.” Queena wasn't about to back down. She pointed to Hamilton. “He's my dad.”
Kristin looked up at Hamilton, her face showing a hint of confusion.
“Are you Queena's dad?”
Hamilton narrowed his eyes. “You said your father is coming today?”
“I asked you first! You haven't answered me!”
“Who is your father?”
“You're so annoying! If you won't answer me, why should I answer you!” Kristin crossed her arms, puffing her cheeks out angrily.

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