The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 111

After a few days of treatment, the scar on Faye's face had faded a bit, but it still looked quite shocking.

Despite this, the girl plucked up the courage to return to school.

When she saw Vivienne, Faye was stunned. She thought Vivienne was also a student at Cloudcrest High School and immediately smiled at her. "Ms. Hawthorn, are you a student here too?"

"She's your homeroom teacher." Lysander told Faye with a grin.

He was very satisfied with Class Eighteen’s exam results. He knew that, as long as Vivienne was willing to come, she would definitely meet his expectations.

And according to the current situation, it was likely that the entire class could get into college, exceeding the mission he gave her of trying to get one student into college.

When he first invited Vivienne, many people questioned his decision. Now, he was gleefully proving them wrong.

So lately, Lysander was always grinning from ear to ear while singing Vivienne's praises wherever he went.

"My teacher?" Faye was taken aback.

Lysander nodded and said to Vivienne, "Why don't you take her to the class?"

Vivienne nodded and took Faye to Class Eighteen.

On the way to Class Eighteen, Faye was a little dazed.

She never imagined that this girl, who was about the same age as her, not only had great medical skills but was also the legendary new homeroom teacher who had managed to tame the unruly students of Cloudcrest High School, Class Eighteen.

"Scared?" Vivienne suddenly asked while leading the way.

Faye stopped in her tracks while following Vivienne's gaze. She saw the unusual expressions on the faces of the students they passed by. She guessed that they were commenting on her scar, calling her ugly, scary, and disgusting.

This was what she feared the most.

But now, as she looked at the calm and composed Vivienne, she felt an inexplicable sense of courage.

"Not scared." She shook her head and smiled. "Didn't you say you don't treat the weak? I won't be weak anymore."

Vivienne nodded while giving her a slight smile, and she led Faye into Class Eighteen.

Math class had just ended, and the students of Class Eighteen were all focused on their books or discussing math problems. There was no noise or disturbance.

The results of the exam shocked not only outsiders but also themselves.

They never thought their grades could improve so much.

At first, many of them were skeptical about the special training. But the exam results gave them confidence.

So, after the results came out, the students of Class Eighteen threw themselves into studying with even more enthusiasm than before.

Initially, Faye had prepared herself to face the strange looks and sneers from the students of Class Eighteen. She had heard of their notorious track record.

However, when Vivienne introduced her as a new transfer student and assigned her a seat next to the class president, Charlotte, none of the students did anything other than applaud to welcome her, and then they went back to their books.

On the way back from getting her uniform, Faye couldn't help but ask Charlotte, "Aren't you guys going to make fun of my scar?"

Charlotte tilted her head and looked at her. "Why should we care about your scar? Can your scar help us solve math problems? No, right? So we'd better stick to our books."