My Fabulous Wife

Chapter 078 One hour of network paralysis
The Annette was expressionless, she was staring at the big screen with cold eyes, those eyes were like deep bottomless
blackhole wrapped in the cold that destroys everything.
Before Annette could make a move, Waynett had already made a phone call.His expression was solemn and his voice was cold.
"Let all media networks shut down without trace for one hour.Within one hour, no news is allowed to be updated.Pass a message
to them that nobody is allowed to report the news about Shiveport High School."
Confused and astonished, Paul did not waste a second and set to work.
As deep as a cold pool, Annette’s eyes were finally fluctuating a little.She looked at Waynett and as soon as she started
speaking, her voice was like muffled in ice slag, "Thank you."
Waynett squeezed her hand and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll keep it down."
Annette didn't say anything, looking deeply at him.
In her dark and deep eyes, there was bottomless trust that required no need to ask a word or listen to anyone.
Veromca was about to say something more when her phone rang, and it was the principal.He was the only person the
headmaster could trust to handle such a big crisis.
Lorraine and Solomon, as the representatives of the students and the parents, had been standing on the sidelines waiting to
speak.
Seeing the scene of PowerPoint, the facial expressions of the two changed dramatically, and they left the speech and turned to
run towards Class 20.
Lorraine's lips were pale and her teeth chattered uncontrollably against each other.
"Annette..."
Lorraine pushed the crowd out of her way and ran to Annette.
Annette turned her eyes to Lorraine.

Her terrifying red eyes subsided slightly, and she spoke in a low and deep voice, "Lorraine, I'm fine."
Tears rolled down the corners of Lorraine's eyes.
"I..."
Solomon put his hand on Lorraine's shoulder, his sympathetic eyes aching.
"Get a grip, Lorraine."
Veromca answered the phone, came back and said in a deep voice, "I discussed with the principal, that the students should go
back to their own classrooms first, and we will take all the parents to the school cultural and sports activity center."
Waynett nodded.
School Cultural and Sports Activity Center.
It was two stories high and it could accommodate more than 2,000 people.
One paren shouted, "When will the school give us a solution?! Either you expel that student! Or we'll have to transfer our kids! "
The director of the senior grade had never encountered such a big scene of trouble, and he was sweating coldly and said with a
steady voice, "The school leaders have held an emergency meeting to discuss how to deal with the incident, and they will
certainly not let you down, please wait in patience."
"Okay! Let me tell you, my child is in the top fifty of your grade, and he is going to go to school in Colette Town in the future, and
if anything happens, your school can't afford it! If you don't expel that student, we will transfer to another school! "
The grade director reluctantly smiled, "Please rest assured, parents."