0056 A Cuckoo Exposed

“Ah?”

If jaws could literally drop, hers would have long been on the floor. It was obvious that Eileen was not expecting this very nonchalant treatment on their first meeting after ten years. Her fake gray eyes widened and her beautiful face crumpled, looking aggrieved. She placed a hand over her chest dramatically, but Evie was not moved at all.

She continued to look at the pretentious girl coolly, not buying her dramatics. But the teachers who were looking at them thought to intervene, sensing that something was up.

“Ah, student, this is Eileen Hunt, a newly transferred student from Paris,” a friendly, middle aged male teacher introduced.

Evie recognized the teacher as Mr. Neil Thompson, the chemistry teacher of the third year students. He was also the homeroom tea