The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

somebody's office and demand to meet them immediately unless it's a matter of life and death.

Mum arrives fifteen minutes early. I didn't know that she called the dean's office yesterday, informing his secretary that she needed to meet him urgently. Mum doesn't leave anything to chance, so I should have probably expected her to do that. She wouldn't just walk into I don't know how to take her calmness. I wonder if she is about to make Professor Burton's day worse than she could ever imagine. "No matter what this professor says today, I want you to remain calm, okay?" I nod and wait with her until we're allowed inside the dean's office. "It's a good thing that Sabrina sent you that video."

I didn't even know that Sabrina was filming the whole thing. After the class came to an end, she called me and said that she took a video of the whole encounter. She sent it to me and told me to use it in whatever way I consider possible. Ten minutes later, we walk i walk inside the dean's office and we both sit down.

"It's a great pleasure to have you here, Mrs. Kensington," the dean welcomes my mum.

"The pleasure is all mine. I wish the circumstances were better, but it is what it is," Mum calmly says.C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

"What's going on?" he asks with a frown.

"Yesterday, Professor Burton accused me of something, I would never do. Although her accusation is indirect, it is still an accusation that I will never accept." I love Mum's boss attitude.

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what happened?" he requested.

"Rosie, please tell Mr. Thatcher what happened."

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"Yesterday, Professor Burton accused me of not working on my design on my own. She said that it could never be the work of a freshman and I must have asked my mum for help. I told her that I would never do something like that and mum would never agree, but she insisted that I did that. I told her that Mum had taught me how to design ever since I was fourteen, so my experience exceeded mere months. I even offered to make a design in front of and kicked me her if she didn't trust that it was mine; however, she refus

out of the class, telling me that I was going to fail this course."

"Not only has she insulted my daughter's integrity, but she has also accused me of helping her cheat, which is something unethical and I would never participate in something like that even if it's for helping my daughter," Mum adds.

"I'm so sorry to hear that. We will definitely investigate the whole matter," Mr. Thatcher apologizes to us.

"I would also like to let you know that this professor has been verbally bullying my daughter. From day one, she has announced that Rosie is my daughter, which is something my daughter did not want to announce out loud.

Professor Burton told her not to expect any special treatment just because she is my daughter," Mum tells him.

"I also have this video of the incident. My colleague filmed the whole thing," I say as I hand the dean my phone.

"Rosie has been a brilliant student throughout her school years. I believe if you ask any of her professors, I'm certain you'll receive positive feedback about her performance," Mum fills him in.

"This is definitely unacceptable and I'm so sorry Rosie that you had to experience all of that. I will ask Professor Burton to join us now." Mum and I wait while the dean makes a phone call. I find a small smirk on Mum's face when I look at her and I'm already confident that things are going to work in our favor.

Less than thirty minutes later, Professor Burton walks inside the dean's office. Surprise is evident on her face when she sees Mum and me.

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"Good afternoon, Professor Burton. Please have a seat," Mr. Thatcher tells her. "Would you please tell us what happened with Rosie yesterday?" he asks her after she sits down. cheated and I kicked her out of my class," she simply says.

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"If you may excuse me, Mr. Thatcher, I would like to say something here." Mum smiles politely at the dean, then looks at my professor. "Let's not keep any detail unsaid. You told her that I helped her with her design, and you had no proof other than her design being very good. This is an accusation I will not accept, so I would like to know how you came to that conclusion." Mum's tone is so calm, yet so threatening. She told me once that Dad is the one who taught her how to treat people like that. "It is not an accusation. It

"I don't mind making this was merely an assumption." She is doing her best to seem composed, yet I can tell that she is nervous.

assumption cost you your career," Mum tells her, and Professor Burton's eyes go wide.

"Mrs. Kensington, let's try to solve this issue amicably," Mr. Thatcher addresses Mum.

"First, I want to restore my daughter's dignity," Mum says as she reaches inside her bag. She takes out a sketching notebook, pencils, and colors. "Give Rosie an assignment. I would like you to see how talented she is." "This isn't necessary. Rosie can get back to class," Professor Burton tries to de- escalate the situation, but I understand that Mum is not having it.

"But it's no longer about her returning to your class. It's about restoring her dignity. If you do not cooperate, this will turn into a lawsuit. Oh, and this isn't a threat. I'm merely telling you what's going to happen. I believe Mr. Thatcher can assert that I have every right to press charges." I want to be as strong as my mum. I don't know how she manages to do all of that, but I want her to teach

me.

"We don't need to waste Mr. Thatcher's time. I understand that he has other meetings and matters to attend to. If you'd like, Mr. Thatcher, Ms. Burton, 13.00 Tue. Sep 17

Rosic, and I can go to any vacant room and have anybody you'd like with us and let Rosie implement the design Ms. Burton gives her. I fully trust my daughter and I know that she will nail the assignment, Ms. Burton has to apologize to Rosie in front of the entire class just like how she insulted her in front of all of them," Mum states her conditions to not press charges. "Whatever you want, Mrs. Kensington," Mr. Thatcher agrees.

We head to a vacant meeting room and Ms. Burton gives me an assignment that I'm supposed to finish in two hours. I have to say that the whole situation is quite nerve-wracking, but my main motivation is not to disappoint my mum. I implement everything she has ever taught me. I do everything in my power to make a beautiful design. She believes so much in me and I want her to know that she can trust me. After an hour and forty-five minutes, I hand the design to Professor Burton

my who looks rather impressed with work.

She apologizes to me and my mother once again and agrees to apologize to me in front of the whole class next week.

Mum and I finally walk out of the meeting room and once we're out, I wrap my arms around her.

"Thank you so much," I whisper.

"Anything for you, sweetheart. I will never let anybody walk over you," she tells me as she caresses my long hair.