Sweet Subterfuge novel by Trina Duo novel Chapter 441

It was probably due to their shared similar interests, but Kevan and Aster got along very well. After that night, Aster kept talking about "Uncle Kevan", and the frequency with which he spoke of him had well surpassed "Uncle Dylan" from before.

He constantly bugged Larissa to invite "Uncle Kevan" over to their place, but she would naturally reject such demands.

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Bethany changed schools—just like Kevan promised.

Both teachers and the guardians of the students were very happy.

No one cared where she had been transferred to, and the homeroom teacher never mentioned it.

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Having a rare holiday, Larissa arrived at exactly 4:30 pm at the kindergarten. She planned to pick Aster up and take him to a nearby shopping mall to watch a movie in the cinema. However, when she got upstairs, she saw a huge crowd of parents and guardians choking up the corridor leading to the classroom. Those who were at the front of the crowd were beating the door with their hands; those at the back were plastered against the windows to look inside, which rattled the window panes so much that they were emitting noise.

This unusual phenomenon made Larissa panic a little. She hurried forward and tugged on someone in the crowd. "What happened?"

That person pursed their lips. "Bethany's mom is here, and she's stirring up a storm in there! I don't know why though."

Shocked, Larissa felt more anxious than ever. Bethany's change of schools was related to Aster. Now that Ruby was causing trouble here, Larissa was afraid that she might target Aster. She forced her way to the classroom door with great difficulty, and she could still hear the shouting even through the door.

"How dare you not inform me before going through the school transfer process?"

"You are her teacher! How could you not know where she's been transferred to?"

"If you don't tell me, I will not leave!"

"The rest of you can forget about leaving either!"

Ruby's voice was shrill and high. It was very recognizable indeed. On the other hand, Larissa was unable to hear what the poor homeroom teacher said.

"A child is crying!" one of the parents looking through the window said.

"Several of them are crying!"