Defying Fate: The Unstoppable Eileen novel Chapter 411

“I’m not going! I’m not going! I’m not going! I’m not going! I’m not going!”

Front entrance, Westbridge Military Academy.

Eileen clung to the giant column by the school gates, wrapping her arms and legs around it as if her life depended on it, fingers digging stubbornly into the stone. No amount of pleading could pry her off.

The teachers gathered below, rubbing their temples in frustration as they called up to her, “Eileen, please come down! You can’t just hang onto the pillar like that—what will people think if they see you?”

Eyes brimming with tears, Eileen’s voice cracked as she shouted back, “I’m not leaving! I’m not leaving! I was first place! I still have my certificate!”

A male teacher called out, “Didn’t we already take your certificate back?”

That nearly broke her. “You even took my certificate! Now I have nothing! Absolutely nothing! You’re all a bunch of heartless, middle-aged monsters!”

The man spluttered, “Middle-aged? Really? That’s a personal attack! Men are forever young at heart, you know!”

A female teacher finally snapped. “Aren’t you an Oscar-winning actress? The one and only in all of Crestonia! Rarer than a polar bear around here!”

Eileen didn’t budge. “Let the polar bear win an Oscar, then! I quit!”

The woman was speechless. The staff could only throw up their hands and call in the higher-ups.

When the headmaster, the deputy headmaster, and Commander Dirk rushed over, they were greeted by the ridiculous sight of Eileen inching her way even higher—now halfway up the pillar and still climbing.

The headmaster turned pale and shouted, “Eileen! Get down from there! That’s dangerous!”

She froze, looked down with quivering lips, and whimpered, “You’re all picking on me…”

The headmaster turned to the staff, exasperated. “How did she even get up there? There were so many of you!”

A male teacher replied, “We tried, Headmaster. Mr. Cain tried to stop her.”

The headmaster glanced around. “Where’s Mr. Cain now?”

The teacher grimaced. “He’s in the nurse’s office. Dislocated his shoulder.”

The headmaster was at a loss for words. He pointed at the deputy headmaster and Commander Dirk. “You two—figure out a way to coax her down! If she falls and gets hurt, the Ministry of Culture will have our heads!”

The deputy headmaster sighed. Relying on his somewhat friendly relationship with Eileen, he tried the gentle approach. “Eileen, be sensible. Whatever’s happened, we can talk it out. But if you stay up there, we can’t communicate.”

Eileen pressed her cheek against the pillar, mouth trembling.

Commander Dirk spoke up. “I have an idea.”

All eyes turned to him.

“I’ll call her agent,” he announced, already pulling out his phone and stepping aside to make the call.

Five minutes passed. Commander Dirk didn’t return.

Ten minutes. Still nothing.

At fifteen minutes, the headmaster grew anxious and marched over with the others to check on him.

They arrived just in time to hear Dirk, phone pressed to his ear, saying, “Yeah, I heard the movie was amazing. I’ve always wanted to see it… If Miss Ophelia’s free, maybe we could go together. Are you free Wednesday?”

The headmaster’s jaw dropped.

The others exchanged incredulous looks.