Several guards rushed over, quickly surrounding Helen and Flavia.
"Ms. Brennan, what's going on? We're just Dalton's family, trying to find out about his grades. Why are you being so defensive?" Flavia complained.
"Family? I talked to Dalton, and he said he has no family. Ridiculous. If he had one, would he really be in such a tough spot?" Zoe crossed her arms, her expression cold.
"And if you were truly his family, shouldn't you know how he's doing in school? Don't try to fool me. If Dalton were my child, I would treat him like a treasure. With only a few days left until graduation, why are you asking about grades now?" Zoe retorted mockingly.
Helen and Flavia exchanged awkward glances.
"Are Dalton's grades really that good?" Flavia asked.
"Let me put it this way: if Dalton's family
