There's No Turning Back (Elara and Harvey) novel Chapter 68

"I've made up my mind," Elara said firmly. "Even if you change your decision now and allow my daughter to re-enroll at Summit Academy, you are still the biggest tumor and festering wound in this school!

"I will never let my daughter stay in a school run by someone like you!"

She didn't hesitate to condemn James in front of all the reporters.

James' face turned red and then pale as his breathing grew rapid. He pointed at Elara and addressed the reporters.

"You all heard her! It's not me forcing her daughter out—it's Elara who doesn't want her to stay at Summit Academy! Make sure you report that correctly!"

The school gate was already congested with parked cars, some belonging to parents and others to media personnel. No one even noticed when a few more MPVs pulled up.

Inside one of them, Desmond snapped out of his thoughts and glanced out the window. The sight of the grand school gate made his eyes widen in shock.

"Why did you drive here?" he demanded.

He turned back and saw that the other cars from his department had followed right behind him. His heart sank further.

The driver, looking confused, responded, "Mr. Snapp told me you were going to Summit Academy."

Desmond whipped his head toward the man sitting next to him.

Theodore, dressed sharply in a suit, lounged in his seat with an air of nonchalance. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a soft golden outline along the contours of his face.

He leisurely turned to meet Desmond's furious gaze.

Desmond, ever the composed professional, barely restrained himself from cursing out loud. "We've already arrived at Summit Academy. Time for you to get out."

"You're the one who's getting out," Theodore stated.

Desmond shot back, growing exasperated. "Are you messing with me? What do you expect me to do here? You even dragged the entire Office of Compliance and Ethics along!"

Regret gnawed at him. He had run into Theodore earlier at City Hall and learned that he was heading to the Prosecutor's Office. Thinking he could take advantage of the ride, he had enthusiastically offered to give Theodore a lift.

He'd casually pulled out Summit Academy's principal's file along the way, hoping to squeeze in a free legal consultation. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect Theodore to redirect the driver straight to the school.

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