Rosa Sullivan?
Nora Scott raised an eyebrow.
"That na sounds familiar..." Benjamin Durant suddenly appeared from nowhere, holding a plate of peanuts and tossing them into his mouth one by one, joining the conversation enthusiastically, "Is it related to Rosie Sullivan?"
"Sisters," Nora casually replied and then squinted at Benjamin, "Do you know Rosie Sullivan?"
Upon hearing this, Humphrey Jennings chid in, "One of those he’s ssed around with and abandoned."
"Cough, cough—"
Benjamin nearly choked to death on a peanut.
Clutching his chest, Benjamin’s eyes were teary, and once he recovered, he hurried to explain, "What are you talking about! Am I the kind of person who sses around and leaves? Heaven can testify, I have no feelings for her at all!"
Nora shot him a sidelong glance and gave a warning, "She’s under my protection, so don’t ss with her."
Benjamin was startled and curiously poked his head out, "Uncle, how did you two get involved?"
Nora didn’t answer him.
She waved her hand and turned to leave.
The three of them stood at the doorway for a while, eventually returning to the barbecue place in silence after Nora got into the car.
They continued bustling around.
*
Nora didn’t go directly to the First Affiliated High School.
It was still early, and if she went now, the school wouldn’t have finished yet.
She drove the car to a residential area near the main gate of the Affiliated Middle School, parked, and bought so seasonal fruits from a fruit store Marcus Shaw often visited. Then she followed the route she rembered and went directly to Andrew Hughes’s ho.
"Ding-dong—ding-dong—"
As soon as the doorbell rang, Andrew Hughes ran over.
"Nora," he greeted as soon as he saw the figure on the monitor.
——Maintaining a good relationship with Nora is a long-term and challenging task.
Andrew Hughes would never forget this.
Hearing the crisp child-like voice, Nora was slightly taken aback, "Why are you at ho?"
"Didn’t go to school," Andrew replied and curiously asked, "Weren’t you coming to see , sis?"
Grandpa is usually not ho.
Nora doesn’t know his mom either.
All in all, Nora visiting must be to see him.
"Is your mom ho?"
"She went out to buy groceries."
Andrew answered truthfully.
"... Open the door first."
"Okay."
Andrew pressed the unlock button.
...
Nora ca to see Crystal Hughes.
Having only t once five years ago and without Crystal’s contact information, Nora asked Marcus Shaw. Learning that Crystal hasn’t been working and is at ho every day lately, Nora took the opportunity of picking up Marcus and Oliver to visit her.
Unexpectedly, Andrew skipped school again.
Unexpectedly, Crystal happened to be out.
"Nora."
Andrew deliberately opened the door and stood outside waiting for Nora, his voice was a bit soft, the last two words stuck together, sounding much better than Marcus or Oliver calling her "sis."
"Are you ho alone?" Nora asked.
"Yes."
Andrew retreated to the entrance and naturally found a pair of new slippers for Nora.
The old slippers belonged to Crystal, and Andrew figured Nora might visit again, so two days ago when he went grocery shopping with Crystal, he had her buy an extra pair.
An adorably pink pair, the cutest in the store.
Seeing the pink slippers, Nora sighed lightly and resignedly put them on.
She casually closed the door and ruffled Andrew’s hair, "Why didn’t you go to school?"
"..."
Andrew blinked but said nothing.
"Finally got expelled from kindergarten?"
"..."
Andrew looked dumbfounded.
Why did Nora’s tone sound so "happy"?
He couldn’t understand.
Andrew sighed and reluctantly corrected her, "...No."
"Really?" Nora seed a bit disappointed, put the fruits on the dining table, and asked casually, "Then why?"
"It cleared up today, and mom wanted to take out to play, so she asked for leave."
Today?
Isn’t the weekend tomorrow and the day after?
"Why didn’t you go?"
Andrew held his forehead, "Mom woke up late and decided to make delicious food for instead."
Nora: "..."
Speechless.
...
As usual, when Andrew was alone, he loved doing math problems. Guided by Oliver, he did a lot of Olympic math problems.
Moreover, most of the ti, he didn’t ask questions, buried himself in writing, and looked up solutions in books if he didn’t understand, researching on his own.
An impressive self-learner.
However, in Nora’s view, he was an extrely boring child.
Andrew dragged a stool beside the coffee table, bent over for half an hour, silently writing nurous pages of scratch paper.
Nora was chatting with Pedro Langley, but he was in a eting and didn’t respond promptly.
Nora was incredibly bored.
"Do you want to teach you?"
Fiddling with her phone, she rested her chin on her hand, staring idly at Andrew.
"Huh?"
Andrew looked up blankly.
Nora raised an eyebrow and straightforwardly said, "I’m bored."
"...Then, would you like to watch TV?" Andrew suggested.
"No."
"How about a book?"
"..."
Andrew blinked, imdiately understood, stood up from the stool, and brought the exercise book over, "Sis, I have a question."
"..."
Tsk, this kid catches on quick.
If she could have such a well-behaved child...
Forget it.
With her and Pedro’s genes, they’d definitely not have a well-behaved, sensible child; more likely so little rascal.
Nora never attended formal schooling properly, and although she cramd during her senior year to catch up on knowledge prior to university, she wasn’t deeply rooted in basic knowledge. Thinking it would be easy to tutor a kid, she didn’t expect that within a month, he’d retain much advanced math knowledge and was already tackling challenging questions.
Nora knew the answers at a glance, but thinking through the problem-solving process gave her a headache.
She glanced sideways at Andrew.
Andrew watched her attentively.
A classic case of paying the price for her own actions...
Fiddling with the pencil, Nora pulled out a piece of scratch paper and casually drew so geotric figures.
She said leisurely, "Let tell you sothing interesting..."
Nora, lost in maintaining adult dignity, didn’t notice Andrew’s eyes light up upon seeing her casually drawn figures.
Drawn so—
Neat.
Andrew genuinely thought.
Nora started with the geotry problem Andrew had brought up, yet she didn’t teach him how to solve it. Instead, she used it as a springboard to discuss space before introducing so fundantal principles of chanical Techniques.
Drawing diagrams on paper, she dissected a whole into parts from different angles, and when Andrew seed partially understanding, she had him cut out the figures and assemble them according to her instructions.
Andrew, passionate about learning, had never experienced such a teaching thod and fully imrsed himself.
He didn’t even notice when his mom, who’d forgotten her keys, rang the doorbell.
Nora opened the security system and, just like Andrew, opened the entrance door, waiting at the entrance for Crystal Hughes.
Crystal carried a bunch of groceries upstairs.
Just as she was about to reach ho, she was stunned to see Nora leaning at the doorway, feeling a disorienting sense of ti-travel-induced hallucination.
"Long ti no see."
Nora curled her lips, her brow softening into a smile, and proactively greeted her.
Her spirits returned, and Crystal instantly sobered up.
"Nora?"
"Yeah."
"What are you doing here?"
Crystal paused, her eyes widening slightly, still struggling to accept Nora’s sudden appearance.
Tipping her head, Nora chuckled, "Didn’t Marcus tell you I’m her sister?"
"..."
Andrew only said Marcus suddenly had an older sister and a younger brother; the brother’s na was Oliver Scott, but he didn’t ntion the sister.
Is it even possible for such coincidences to exist?
"What brought you here..."
Crystal was still dazed, stepping up step by step.
"Ca to see you. Also," Nora paused, raised a hand to take a shopping bag from Crystal’s hand, and squinted her eyes slightly, asking, "I heard you included my noble deeds in your new book?"
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