Hugh chimed, walking in a formal school uniform, walking out of the bricked building and waving his hands at Brad who stood, rubbing his hands together and blowing heat in between them, moving away the cold fog that was frosting and icing his hands off.
Looking at Hugh coming his way, Brad felt being reincarnated back on earth and hopeful that he wouldn’t freeze off to death standing at the open ground of Saint Louis’s private school for young educationist.
It was one of the most elitist schools in the entire state of London, where only the spoiled children of the riches came and were served.
Hugh and Lily definitely got in because of Charlie’s word, or else there was no way they would have been allowed inside such a huge school, something that Celeste always beat herself to, that she w
