Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 2403

“Is this Mrs. Batton?”

The caller was Leon Batton’s class teacher.

“Yes, speaking,” Xyla Quest replied with a frown.

“Has Leon recovered? When will he be returning to school?”

Her eyes widened in shock when she heard this.

When did her son fall sick?

With a sinking feeling, she instantly knew what was going on.

Leon was probably playing hooky and came up with the lie of falling sick to get out of attending classes.

That was unexpected and shocking to her.

Her eldest had always been a good student since he was a kid. He was a model student in the eyes of his teachers and peers.

She never had to worry about Leon academically.

So, what happened to him?

Why was he playing hooky?

Could it be due to teenage rebellion?

“Yeah, he’s almost fully recovered,” she lied, covering for her son because she hoped to sort things out privately.

She didn’t want to leave a poor impression on him in front of his teacher.

“How could he have caught a cold and not recovered for an entire week? What happened to him?” his class teacher asked.

A week?

That made Xyla feel even more taken aback.

How did he skip school for an entire week?

What had he been doing all week?

Moreover, why hadn’t Lynette Batton told her about it since they were in the same class?

“We’ll win this match with for sure.”

Anger rose inside her upon hearing what Leon said. She now had solid proof that he had skipped school to play games at a cyber cafe.

She was speechless.

After composing herself by the door, she reined in her emotions and opened the door.

Leon sat in front of the computer and played League of Legends with complete focus, failing to notice his mother’s presence in the room. He was fighting against the big dragon with his teammates while issuing instructions.

He looked like a typical teenager clad in a white shirt, black casual pants, and a pair of white sneakers. He had his short hair parted in a three-to-seven ratio that stood out against his fair skin. His distinct facial features made him appear like he was of mixed parentage.

He gave off a cold and unapproachable vibe.

He had thin, long fingers. Although he was only tapping on a keyboard, it looked like he was playing the piano.

Leon gave off an aura of superiority like a professional gamer.

A lone ray of light seeped through the French windows and shone against his fingertips.