Chapter 45
“Are you making fun of me?”
Orion shook his head, “Not at all.”
“Yes, you were!” Sebastian caught him red-handed, while Xanthea playfully pinched his cheek, “And you, have you always been this cheeky?”
“What can I say? There isn’t any other way to put it!”
Xanthea teased, “Is there a chance it was ‘I performed ballet for the principal”?”
Sebastian looked puzzled, “But I can’t ballet.”
“It’s not about whether you can dance or not.” Xanthea furrowed her brows, “Just write it down!.”
Xanthea snapped the workbook closed, “I think your English needs a bit more work. Let’s start with something simpler, how about math?”
Sebastian nodded eagerly, “Oh, I love math, always scoring top marks!” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
“Good.” Xanthea smiled, relieved, “Let’s solve a subtraction problem. 75 minus 16, set it up column- style. If 5 minus 6 doesn’t work, what should you do?”
Sebastian scratched his head, looking confused.
Xanthea started to explain, “You need to borrow 1 from the 7, and that’s what we called ‘subtraction with borrowing’. You must have heard of it, right?”
Before she could finish, Sebastian interrupted, puzzled, “Why borrow from 7?”
“Because 5 is less than 6.”
“But what if 7 doesn’t want to lend it?”
Xanthea was almost questioning her own hearing as she stared at him like he was being deliberately obtuse, “Today, it has to lend whether it likes it or not!”
Her voice carried a trace of frustration, and just then, laughter echoed from above, sounding like mockery. Just moments ago, Xanthea had been confidently challenging him, and now she faced her first major setback.
Embarrassed, she wondered if Sebastian really was Orion’s nephew. They say nephews are supposed to resemble their uncles, but other than looks, what similarities did they share?
Everyone in Crestwood knew Orion was a once-in-a-century genius, and Sebastian was certainly a ‘genius’ in his own unique way.
Determined to prove herself, Xanthea pressed on to the next question, “You must have
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learned this in kindergarten, right? How long is the book in front of you
Pointing to what should be the simplest question, she looked at Sebastian with hope He confidently answered “10 meters
Ten meters? Are you kidding me
Xanthea nearly choked with frustratiİON
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