Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 617

Once she had finished practicing for the entire afternoon and had dinner, Elise returned to the Elite

Class for an evening test. Sophie had always tried the hardest for anything related to grades, but she

was the last one to return that night.

"Mr. Kamp," Sophie shouted from the door.

"Miss Bowen, you're late." Martin didn't allow the people he valued to slack off.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to, but I had to deal with some things. Sir, if you're free, I have something to

explain to you in private," Sophie said.

Although Martin was unhappy, he was still partial to Sophie. "Let's go outside and talk."

The two walked out of the classroom together and only stopped at the end of the hallway.

"Okay, Miss Bowen." Martin was growing a little impatient. "Just say what you want to say. There isn't

anyone else here."

Sophie did not directly indicate her purpose, but asked tactfully, "Mr. Kamp, I remember that when you

read out the class rules, there was one that said students who start arguments and cause trouble can't

stay in the Elite Class, right?"

"Of course." Martin nodded. "Why are you asking me this?"

It was only then did Sophie take out her cell phone from her pocket and hand it to him. "Mr. Kamp, this

is a big deal, so I think you need to judge for yourself whether this counts as causing trouble."

After a pause, Martin took her phone. A video was playing on the screen, showing a girl leading more

than a hundred men in suits and surrounding a dozen people who were kneeling on the ground before

she abruptly broke one of their legs. From the demeanor of those who were kneeling, it was not difficult

to see how terrified they were of this girl.

In the last few seconds of the video, the camera focused on the girl's face, and Martin could see very

clearly that the girl was not just anyone else, but Elise! Although she was wearing a cap, her facial

features, which were as exquisite as a work of art, were too easy to distinguish.

Sophie keenly captured the disgust in Martin's eyes, and took the chance to say, "Mr. Kamp, to be

honest, the one who got his leg broken is the son of a relative of mine. They knew that Elise was my

classmate and looked for me, which is why I was late. I'm a student, so I don't know what to do, and I

can only ask for your help."

Martin's ears were red with anger. Among all the students he had taught, most of them were talented

and intelligent, but there had never been one who had bullied others and caused trouble. Just by

herself, Elise had done all these things. It was one thing to bully others, but breaking someone's leg

was assault! This wasn't just a violation of class rules—it was a crime!

Martin almost fainted from anger, but after thinking about it, he suddenly felt a little gleeful. This way,

even Leon couldn't protect Elise anymore.

After he gathered his thoughts, he put the phone in his pocket and said with a calm expression, "You

can go ahead and take your tests. Don't speak up. I'll hold onto your phone for you first. I can't be the

master of this matter, so I'm going to see the principal now. After I come back, I'll let you know."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you, sir!" Sophie nodded obediently. She wouldn't say anything even if she could. If

someone was willing to speak up, the blame wouldn't fall on her.

Elise must've thought that if the surveillance footage was erased, no one would know what she had

done. Fortunately, Sophie had a wide range of contacts and found a hacker who restored the footage.

If she wasn't guilty, why would she bother to delete the footage? What's done by night appears by day.

This time, I'll have these words etched into your mind, Elise Sinclair!

Deep in her thoughts, Sophie walked back and returned to her seat. However, she couldn't help but

look back and gave a sympathetic look at Elise. Elise, oh, Elise, enjoy your last day in the Elite Class!

When Elise glanced at her out of the corner of her eyes, she knew that this woman was up to

something again. She shook her head. One day, I'll bring Sophie to ruins.

In the principal's office, Leon was playing chess on the computer. Just as he reached a critical moment,

a series of hurried knocks suddenly came on the door.

Knock, knock!

"Come in." Leon stared at the stalemate on the screen without raising his gaze.

"Mr. Haas." Martin walked directly to him. "There's something concerning the reputation of Tissote

University that I think is necessary for you to know."

"Okay, go ahead," Leon said absentmindedly.

Martin pushed Sophie's phone across the table. "I hope you can approve and expel Elise from the

school after watching this video."

Leon raised his gaze and showed a look of surprise. "Mr. Kamp, is your memory that bad or did you not

take my words to heart? How many times have I said that I didn't send Miss Sinclair to your class to be

bullied? Do you have to target her like this?"

"I'm not targeting anyone." Martin said with an air of indifference, "Things are different this time. Elise is

suspected of assault. Should we wait for the victim to come forward and inform us, it'll be too late to

deal with it by then!"

"Assault?" Leon's expression became solemn. "I need an explanation. What's going on?"

"The video will explain everything," Martin insisted.

Left with no other choice, Leon could only put his chess match aside, and opened the video and

watched it. Two minutes later, he clutched onto Sophie's pink phone with a frown speechlessly. He

sighed, regretting clicking on the video.

For Elise to be able to lead a gang like this, could it be that she was part of the underworld? It was

clear that this wasn't a trivial matter from the way the person almost lost their life after just one hit.

Martin looked at his expression and said confidently, "Mr. Haas, these should be enough to expel Elise,

right?"

Leon did not answer, but stared at the paused screen on the phone in a daze. Although the group of

people who were beaten up were few, they didn't look like good people from the looks of their outfits.

He couldn't readily decide what was right or wrong.

After a moment of hesitation, Leon said, "Elise Sinclair is a top student of our school that we worked

hard to recruit. Expelling her is not a simple matter. This issue still needs to be investigated."

However, Martin pressed, "If students who hurt others' lives in fights like this don't get expelled, I really

doubt if Tissote University still has a bottom line."

Leon's face sank when he heard the words, and his usual kind demeanor was suddenly shrouded by

an air of authority.

"Mr. Kamp, you've been insistent in trying to expel a student who has been nothing but perfect in terms

of character and studies. You'll know for yourself if you're doing this for your self interest or not. As the

school principal, I'm responsible for every student. Making rash decisions based on one-sided

arguments—potentially jeopardizing a student's future—is something I will never do!"

"The truth should be clear at a glance from the video. I don't understand what else you would need to

make a decision." Martin was unmoved.

"A motive. There has to be a reason for this. Who would cause trouble for no reason? Maybe Miss

Sinclair was just forced to fight back."

"Is that possible? Mr. Haas, you can clearly see that Elise's men greatly outnumber their opponents, at

least ten times more than the other. This is obviously an overwhelming case of bullying. There's

nothing wrong with it!"

"Fine. But if you're wrong about this, you'll hand over the position of the homeroom teacher of the Elite

Class and let someone else take over!"

"Deal!"

With Sophie vouching for him, there was no way he could be wrong!