Chapter 41
Grace took a deep breath, repeating to herself over and over that Ethan was her biological son, her own flesh and blood.
She gave the homeroom teacher, Janet Wilby, a polite smile. "Kids say the darnedest things. He was just joking."
"Hold on." Janet still looked doubtful. "I'll go check with Ethan."
Grace stood in the doorway and watched as Janet said something to Ethan. Then, he turned and glanced her way.
The look he gave her was full of gloating.
Before she could even react, a couple of security guards rushed in and grabbed her.
Janet walked up with a stern expression and said, "I've already called the police. Don't even think about running!"
Grace realized something was off and asked, "What did Ethan tell you?"
With righteous indignation, Janet said, "Drop the act—you're a stalker, a child trafficker!"
A stalker? A trafficker?
What a fantastic son she had.
Grace easily took down the two guards behind her and calmly explained to Janet, "I'm not a stalker or a trafficker.

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