Isabella Xyler tapped her feet and looked at her with a gentle smile, saying softly, "Olivia, I really was just passing by."
Claire Green didn't move, just glanced at her indifferently, exuding a powerful aura.
Isabella Xyler sighed, realizing her excuse was a bit weak. The office was far from the classroom; it was hardly a place to pass by.
She had only followed this way because she saw Claire Green coming here and was curious.
"Alright, I followed," Isabella admitted in a low voice.
Claire Green looked at her casually and chuckled.
Skillfully dodging the question.
"What's the plan for Wednesday's parent-teacher meeting?"
Isabella's spirits lifted, she smiled sweetly, her eyes teasing, "You could ask Julian to come. He'd definitely be the most eye-catching parent there."
Imagining that man sitting in the classroom being criticized, Claire Green's eyelashes fluttered.
"You're overthinking," Claire Green said, lowering her leg as she slowly walked forward.
