CHAPTER SEVENTY -SEVEN

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I stormed out of my office, my mind racing with the new information from the private investigator. He was alone at school, and they were having a father's inauguration event. This was the perfect opportunity to confront him. I arrived at the school and made my way to the auditorium, where the event was being held. I could hear the sound of laughter and applause as I approached. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for what was to come.

As I entered the auditorium, I scanned the room for him. He was sitting on stage, looking smug as usual. I made my way through the crowd, my eyes locked on him. "We need to talk," I said, my voice low and even.

He looked up at me, a mixture of surprise and annoyance on his face. "What are you doing here?" he asked.

"We need to talk," I repeated, my eyes locked on his.

The principal approached us, looking concerned. "I don't think this is the right time or place..."

"I'm afraid it's exactly the right time and place," I interrupted, my eyes never l