Hearing Lamont's words, Cynthia's face became gloomy almost instantly. Could it be that Lamont also stood by Amelie's side?
"Mr. Byron, I don't understand what you mean. Didn't you just say that Amelie is a newcomer? So It's unreasonable for me to play supporting roles for her. Isn't the result obvious now? Why are you still hesitating?"
Lamont smiled and shook his head.
"I haven't finished speaking yet. I don't think Miss Cynthia will care that your students are better than you. After all, if your students are excellent, others will think that this is due to the teacher's excellence. Therefore, the students' acting skills are so wonderful."
Cynthia clenched her fists tightly. Lamont's words led her by the nose. And she couldn't help asking aggressively, "She was not my student."
She was extremely unconvinced, and she thought that if she has a student like Amelie, she would be angry to death sooner or later.