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The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 49

This scene sent chills down the spines of the students in the front row.

Vivienne was about their age, but they were so scared they wanted to keep their distance.

Then, Vivienne continued to dissect the snake with a knife, cutting open its skin and flesh, then digging into its insides. "Who brought this snake?" she asked, "Next time, bring more."

She looked up, a smile on her face. "Snakes are a great resource. As your homeroom teacher, I'm educating you for free. Every part of a snake – the gall bladder, fat, organs, tongue, skin, blood, even its eggs and shed skin – has medicinal value. Nothing is wasted."

Vivienne pulled out the snake's innards, took a small bag from her bag, and put them in. Then she pulled out a tissue and calmly wiped the blood from her hands.

She looked up at the stunned students, pulled out a small bottle from her bag and glanced at the rats running around the classroom. "Rats are full of bacteria and have no medicinal value. Those folk remedies about soaking rats in liquor for strength are total BS. There's no scientific basis for them."

Vivienne opened the bottle and poured the powder inside onto the floor. Soon, all the rats were dead.

She put the bottle away, wiped her hands again with a wet tissue, and walked to the center of the classroom. "Have you guys finished your welcome ceremony yet? If not, carry on."

Her words got no response. The students were stunned.

Who would have thought the new homeroom teacher would be such a badass?

She wasn't scared by the bucket at the door or the snake and rats.

Not only was she not scared, she dissected the snake on the spot!

Was she even human?

Was she a demon?

"Are we done?" Vivienne asked.

Still, no one answered.

"Now that the welcoming ceremony is over, I'll lay down my rules..."

Before she could finish, Logan interrupted her with a sneer. "You think you can teach us? You'd better check if you're up to it. We didn't earn our reputation as Class Eighteen for nothing. What you've seen is just the beginning. Only if you can beat us, you're somewhat capable."

"Kid, don't always talk about violence," Vivienne said calmly.

"You're the kid!" Logan was angry. They were about the same age, but she called him a kid.

He hated being treated like a child. In a fit of rage, he grabbed a stick and charged at Vivienne.

Vivienne just stood there, not even moving.

When Logan was in front of her, she barely lifted her eyelids, and Logan collapsed.

"What's happening? Why can't I move?" Logan was stunned.

Vivienne stood over him. "When facing an enemy, the real power is not to fight, but to make your opponent have no chance to fight back."

Logan looked up. "Did you do this? What did you do to me?"

This woman was weird!

He didn't see her do anything, but he just fell to the ground.

The other students were also confused.

They usually followed Logan's lead, thinking they were invincible.

After all, unlike them, Logan had really been trained in Taekwondo.

But to their surprise, Logan didn't even get a chance to fight and just fell.

Seeing this, they instinctively moved away from their seats.

They always felt that the new homeroom teacher would hit them.

If she did, they'd probably get hurt, right?

So they chose to stay far away.

"I drugged you."

"What is it?" Logan was puzzled.

She paused, then added, "Actually, no matter what you do, you can't conquer me. I'm just that awesome!"

The whole class was speechless.

How shameless!

Logan looked at the pill, picked it up and ate it.

Soon, he felt strength returning to his body.

He stood up, but didn't charge at Vivienne again. He knew it wasn't that he couldn't beat her, it was that he could be knocked down without even having a chance to fight!

Just thinking about it was frustrating!

He glared at Vivienne, shouting, "Don't think that we'll accept you as our homeroom teacher just because of this. We didn't come here to learn. We're just here to get a diploma. Our families are rich. After graduation, we'll just inherit our family's wealth!"

Vivienne smiled slightly, "Logan, you're the son of the Wood family. Your family mainly deals in the gemstone business and has a lot of assets. Your status is on par with the Redwood family."

Logan was taken aback. "You even know that?"

"I know a bunch of stuff, like how you broke your dad's antique vase last month and blamed it on the nanny. And how about half a month ago, when you and your friends made up a kidnapping story to scam 10 million out of your dad! And let's not forget how you enjoy sleeping in the buff at home..."

"Whoa!" Logan jumped, "Hold up, hold up!"

This was just not okay!

This person was definitely a devil!

He's going to have to find an exorcist after class to deal with her.

This was too freaky!

Those were all things he did on the sly, no one knew about them.

The kicker was, she somehow knew he liked to sleep naked at home.

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