Chapter 78

Monroe and the female teacher were so terrified that they hugged each other tightly. At that moment, Lip seemed even more terrifying than a lion in their eyes.

"I heard Carl say he was locked in the dark room because he interrupted your 'good deeds.' I'm curious, what exactly were you two doing at that time?"

Lip smiled coldly, his gaze penetrating.

"No, we were just discussing how to better educate the students in class…"

"It's just that many of the teachers have a headache over Carl," the female teacher added.

"Oh, you have a headache?"

"You siblings have no idea how troublemaking Carl can be at school," she began her sarcastic lecture again. "Carl not only used the locker door to clamp a classmate's head, but he also caught bugs and threw them into the girls' clothes. The most outrageous thing was that he ran to the principal's office and attacked the principal's favorite plant by peeing on it!"

"Carl is the worst troublemaker in our school!" Monroe said, certain of his statement.

"Let me ask you two something—have you ever asked Carl why he did any of this?"

Lip locked eyes with Monroe and the female teacher.

"Well…"

The two were momentarily speechless.

"Carl, tell me, why do you do these things?"

"Okay. The reason I clamped Tom's head in the door was because he was bullying Adele. I warned him many times, but he didn't listen. I also told Mr. Monroe, but he didn't care," Carl explained patiently. "I didn't know until later that Tom was Mr. Monroe's nephew."

"As for catching bugs and throwing them into the girls' clothes, I'm sorry, but that wasn't me. It was that boy from Poppy who framed me. And because he has good grades, the teacher believes him, not me."

"As for peeing on the principal's plant, I did that because he was a pervert and harassed Mrs. Susan!"

Carl had always been brave, daring to punish evil and right wrongs.

"Mr. Monroe, do you know all this? Or are you just now finding out?"

"I had no idea," Monroe admitted.

"Then you're making assumptions and wrongfully accusing an innocent child."

"I know…"

"Then you're pretending to be selfish, covering up for your own interests."

"I—"

Monroe suddenly didn't know how to respond.

"Mr. Monroe, I think you still haven't told me what 'good things' you and the female teacher were doing in the office," Lip said, using his "Lucifer's Gaze" on Monroe.

Monroe seemed to fall into some kind of trance, unable to break free.

His eyes grew distant, and then he began to speak freely.

"I'm a sex addict. I feel horny all the time. Whenever I see Susan's large breasts, I get unbearably lonely…"

"Even though I know she's average looking, she's the biggest in the school…"

"Oh, when did I become so obsessed with European style? I have to think about that…"

"No one knows this, but the terrapin ornaments in my office are related to Grateful Dead…"

"The kids call them Mr. G's turtles…"

"Shit, these annoying brats don't even know what Grateful Dead is…"

"Oh my God, the summer of 1979, the best summer of my life, traveling the Midwest with a band and making a living selling grilled cheese sandwiches in parking lots…"

"The band's music is like a drug, attracting a large group of female fans who smell of patchouli. They get so enthusiastic and uninhibited in the music, welcoming anyone who comes…"

"They see the white lines around them, and they all want to find a dark corner to try something new…"

"I've never enjoyed being sought after like that, never tasted so much attention in one sitting…"

"Those turtles were a gift from the first girl in Stockholm who wanted to get to know me. She had the same pride as Suzanne…"

"What a nostalgic time of youth!"

"Monroe, you bastard, you treat me like a substitute, go to hell, Fake Squid!" the female teacher yelled loudly.

"Teacher, what about your story?"

Lip turned his "Lucifer's Gaze" on the female teacher.

Under Lip's gaze, the female teacher seemed to fall into a trance as well. Her eyes glazed over, and she began to spill her secrets.

"I'm a slut…"

"My husband is a freight driver who's gone all year, so I have to endure the loneliness of not being able to see him…"

"I've had close encounters with all the male teachers here, but I still like Monroe the most…"

"Not just because he's black, but also because he's the dean of students. He can give me fewer classes and more bonuses…"

"If Carl hadn't caused trouble, I would've spent the lunch hour asking Monroe to give me a bonus, so I could buy that designer bag I've been dreaming about…"

"But Carl keeps ruining everything, preventing me from getting the full bonus, so I have to make him disappear, make him disappear completely. I'll encourage Monroe to fire him!"

"So this is what's going on!"

Lip withdrew his gaze.

"Oh my God, what did I just say?!"

The female teacher was stunned, clutching her head and beginning to cry on the desk.

"Uh… Lip, can you not expose me, for the sake of what I taught you?!"

Monroe's eyes were full of fear and pleading.

Lip sneered. This teacher, full of righteousness and virtue, is probably more of a beast than any of the students.

"Then it depends on your performance."

"No matter what you ask, I will agree! I promise not to embarrass or fire Carl!" Monroe immediately promised.

"From now on, both of you need to take care of Carl like he's your own son, in both studies and life."

"Okay, okay, no problem."

"Carl's tuition until high school?"

"I'll pay it!"

"Carl's usual pocket money?"

"I'll give it!"

"Well, Mr. Monroe, I'm quite satisfied with your performance. I won't pursue your actions for now. But if I ever hear that anyone is bullying Carl, I'll make sure to handle you within 24 hours. The self-confession video you just made will be spread all over the education portals in the United States…"

"Wh-what?"

"Mr. Monroe, I forgot to tell you, I had my girlfriend record it." Karen smiled, holding up her phone and showing a two-second clip of the video.

Monroe slumped in his chair, his face pale, and his pants wet instantly.

"As for this female teacher, Mr. Monroe, you should deal with it yourself. I don't have time to waste."

Lip ignored Monroe and the female teacher, picking up Carl and walking out.

Fiona looked pleased, admiring Lip's actions.

Jessica, Mandy, and Karen were not surprised.

"Brother, why are you and Fiona so good to me?"

"Fool, because you're our cutest little brother, and we need you to be with us."

"Oh my God! Lip, you've never said such gentle and romantic things to us!"

Lip turned around and gave Jessica a wicked smile, exchanged a look with Carl, and continued walking forward.