Chapter 160

"Why are you hiding here?" Elliot looked at the boy in a flat cap. There was a hint of impatience in his voice. It was the parking lot. If his driver had not seen him, the car might have reversed into this boy. The vice headmaster instantly explained, "Mr. Foster, this boy enrolled in our academy last week. He doesn't talk to strangers." All the students in the academy, irrespective of whether they were adults or children, had some form of mental impairment. Elliot softened as he thought that the boy too was atypical, like Shea. Hayden placed his notebook into his backpack. He carried his backpack with one arm and stood up coolly. He stomped on Elliot's clean leather shoes when he passed him by. Elliot was speechless. That punk had done it on purpose, right? "I'm sorry, Mr. Foster! The boy didn't mean it." The vice headmaster instantly knelt and wiped his shoes with tissue paper. Hayden turned around and glared at him. Elliot looked at him, but he could only see the lower