Serena knew very well that she shouldn't leave with Adrian Shaw in front of everyone. That would definitely invite endless speculation and gossip.
But when she looked into his narrow, sharp black eyes, she ultimately nodded her head.
Before leaving, Serena glanced back.
Lauren Sutton was holding her forehead, troubled, while Mr. Chapman was urgently calling for someone to fish Peter Pangbourne out of the pond.
Peter Pangbourne was struggling miserably in the lotus pond, all his scholarly grace gone, cursing seven or eight times in a row, his heart full of frustration and anger.
He had finally sneaked out while the old man was distracted and Adrian Shaw was nowhere to be seen, only to run right into this damn jinx.
Peter always considered himself an all-rounder—a handsome, talented man.
Ten years ago, when he worked at the school, he was universally praised by teachers and students. The truly wealthy heiresses were too well-connected for him to control.
