Chapter 93 The Family Rules
Cordelia's expression froze instantly.
What did Benedict take her for?
Did she need to request permission every time she stepped out, or was she supposed to apply for time off?
"Mrs. Cordelia, please, it wouldn't look good if we forcibly take you away with so many people around," the bodyguard said. He saw Cordelia's face turn progressively colder and did not want to cause a scene.
A flicker of indignation surged in Cordelia's eyes, her fists involuntarily clenching, her small face visibly holding anger. "I'll go inform the teacher first before I leave with you."
"Alright, Mrs. Cordelia."
Cordelia walked over and explained to Owen before he agreed to let her go first, but with the condition that she must come back for rehearsals before the performance.
After a few words, Cordelia followed a group of bodyguards out.
They got into the car, and the driver immediately drove away.
Cordelia called Benedict, but he didn't pick up.
"What's going on? Why the rush for me to come back?"
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