Chapter 20: Schools
In just two days, Heimdall Technologies went from an unknown company to the market leader in the region. They had successfully acquired eight other companies and taken over three more.
Waking up in the morning, Eleanor felt a sense of accomplishment. "Now that we have almost every hardware and software supply line under our fold, we can definitely build our own AI within a year," she thought.
She shook the stray thoughts from her mind and focused on her daughter. Freya was everything to her. She had chosen the life of a werewolf to save her, and she would not stop until she saw with her own eyes her baby girl grow into a strong woman. Yes, she had a clear goal. That had never changed.
After breakfast, she went to her study to review the kindergartens before deciding which ones to visit. She swiftly hacked into their surveillance systems and observed their activities carefully.
After a while, she was utterly disappointed. Among the ten schools on the list, eight had serious security issues. There were several blind spots in their surveillance, and in some, the teachers' quality raised red flags in her mind.
Only two stood out as worth visiting: Fallowfield Girls Academy and Heaton Mersey Independent School. One was near her villa, while the other was near her office.
After making her decision, she called Maya and asked her to adjust the schedule to visit only those two schools. Maya quickly made the arrangements and canceled the other appointments.
At ten in the morning, Eleanor stopped her car in front of Fallowfield Girls Academy. Today, she dressed casually and did not bring her security team because she didn't want to cause a scene at her daughter's school. She wanted Freya to have a normal schooling experience like the other children in her class.
If she flaunted her wealth, the teachers might treat Freya differently, which could hinder her ability to form relationships with her classmates. Some children might envy her, while opportunistic parents might encourage their children to befriend her for personal gain. Both situations would make it difficult for Freya to enjoy a normal childhood.
The front guards saw her Range Rover and politely asked for the reason for her visit. They then pointed her toward the reception desk.
When she arrived at the reception, she saw a young woman sitting behind the desk, absentmindedly polishing her nails. Eleanor stepped forward.