"Time really spares no one, huh? Even the rule-abiding Peter finds himself in a difficult spot now."
The elderly scholar patted Mr. Hart on the shoulder.
"Peter, we’re both getting on in years. My memory isn’t what it used to be—I completely forgot we had an appointment. And honestly, this isn’t the right place to discuss your junior’s school transfer."
"Transfer?" Mia feigned surprise. "Mr. Hart, Sister’s grades wouldn’t allow for a transfer, would they? Hasn’t she always studied at your vocational school?"
As soon as she said this, many scholars turned to look their way.
The elderly scholar made no move to stop her.
Mr. Hart instantly understood what was happening, and his heart sank.
Before coming here, he had reassured Amelia that everything would be fine.
But now, even an old
