NTR: Mommy Will Help You! 278. My Mom Is Very Pissed at You

The auditorium was decorated beautifully, with ribbons and flowers everywhere.

Many students were already present when Oliver and the others arrived, including so seniors who had graduated and ca back just to celebrate the day.

Everyone looked happy, enjoying the refreshnts being served around while chatting amongst themselves about their future plans.

So of them noticed Oliver coming in through the main entrance with Brenda holding his arm tight, almost like she didn't want to leave his side again anyti soon.

As expected, there were a few murmurs and gasps when the two walked side by side towards the tables that were laid out for them.

Oliver didn't care what other people might have thought, nor did he stop walking until they reached one of the tables where they could sit down.

"So, you don't plan on telling where you've been and what you've done?" Brenda asked as she sat on Oliver's right and watched him with a slight smile on her face.

"It's just so family stuff that I needed to take care of. That's all." Oliver smiled back at her. "Nothing too special."

Ron, who also took his seat in front of Oliver and Brenda, interjected, "Nothing too special? You drove in a fucking Koenigsegg Gera!!! Nobody can consider that nothing too special!"

Oliver gave a small chuckle at Ron's reaction before turning towards him and saying, "I guess you have a point. The truth is, my grandfather decided to let inherit his business. That's why I'm able to enjoy luxury like this."

"Oh? Is that why you're suddenly looking like so rich prince?" Sarah asked with a giggle as she leaned over towards Oliver, trying to get as close as possible to him.

Oliver noticed that her breasts were almost spilling out of the front of her white dress, making him smirk at the sight.

"Maybe~," he replied playfully, his hand creeping up the side of Sarah's leg. "But anyway, you should be more careful how you lean toward people when your dress is almost slipping off. Or do you want to give others a show?"

Sarah imdiately blushed deeply and sat upright while keeping her chest pressed down tight. "No, no, no, no... Of course not!!"

Seeing her like that brought laughter to Oliver's lips as he removed his hand from her thigh. "Alright. Let's talk about sothing else then."

He then proceeded to look around and take in all the familiar faces and so new ones he had never seen before.

"Is there anything special planned for today?" Oliver asked, turning back to Brenda, who shook her head.

"Other than the celebration itself, no. Though there might be dancing and so performances later on," she answered while taking a sip of her drink.

Oliver frowned a bit. "Isn't that boring? I rember how bad last year's celebration was..."

"Yes, I know." Brenda nodded in agreent. "But hey, we can't just skip the party since it's an important occasion for our class. So just bear with it till we finish."

"Hmmm... I see." Oliver muttered before letting out a sigh and leaning back in his seat. "I thought there'd be sothing better than this at least."

"I know, right? I feel the sa way..." Ron said with a groan, feeling just as disappointed as Oliver did.

Then he looked at Oliver again with a serious expression on his face. "By the way, you do know that my mom is very pissed at you, right? She's been going on and on about how she'll definitely break up with you once you return."

When Oliver heard those words, he froze on the spot. His expression beca quite troubled as he turned to face Ron.

"Are you serious?" he asked, unsure of how to react at the mont.

Ron nodded without hesitation. "Of course. You were gone for so long that she even doubted that you would return. So now she is going out every evening to party like a single woman because of that."

That piece of information left Oliver speechless, unable to figure out how to handle the situation properly.

Brenda also heard the entire conversation and looked over at Oliver. "My mom's also mad at you," she said with a shrug. "You were the one who asked her to train her other base, yet you never ca to claim it."

Sarah giggled at that statent. "Glad you don't have anything to do with my mom, or she might have been just as pissed at you, if not worse."

"Ah, fuck!" Oliver cursed under his breath, knowing that he was in so real trouble now. "It's not like I could do anything about it since I was busy with family stuff..."

"You were the one going at it with them before leaving suddenly. So you'll have to deal with the consequences all on your own."

Brenda smiled mischievously while saying these words.

As for Ron and Sarah, they also couldn't hold back their laughter, amused by the predicant he was facing.

Soon enough, all the students gathered around and seated themselves before the principal got up onstage and started his speech, praising the students for their hard work and congratulating them for successfully completing their studies.

Then followed various performances from other students, including dancing, singing, playing instrunts, etc.

At one point, however, Oliver noticed a particular person approach their table.

Her red lipstick was thick, making those kissable lips look plumper than usual, and her long blonde hair looked silky smooth against her pale skin.

Her black dress clung tightly to her body, accentuating her curves well enough for most of the n around to notice her as she walked past them.

The dress revealed lots of cleavage and stopped mid-thigh. She even wore high heels that made her long legs look even better.

Oliver recognized her imdiately: it was none other than their teacher, Emma Dawson.

"It's been a long ti, Oliver," Emma greeted with a warm smile. "I'm glad you're here today too."

"Ms. Dawson." Oliver rose from his chair and returned her greeting. "It has been a while indeed. And I still rember how much fun we had together the last ti."