Of course Polly Sutton knew, but those people who dared to do such things probably weren't afraid of divine retribution.
"What are you going to do this afternoon?"
"Old Mr. Yates over there is probably going to talk to me about the base, right, I asked Mr. Lucas last night, your teacher should be back today, so..."
"I know, drive slowly on the road."
Before Victor Parker could finish his sentence, his hand was already empty. Victor chuckled helplessly, seeing his wife's true temperament vividly displayed in front of him.
Polly Sutton returned to the school and went straight to her teacher's home.
Polly, in a rush, was still catching her breath when she arrived at her teacher's home.
Mr. Walker had returned and seemed well, not having received any unfair treatment.
Polly's eyes turned red. "Teacher, I'm sorry."
Mr. Walker laughed, looking at Polly, "What are you saying? Come, sit down."
