Cloudwater Haven.
After buying groceries from the supermarket, Marcus Shaw stayed in the kitchen.
Oliver Scott wanted to play with Andrew Hughes and Rose, but as soon as Andrew Hughes entered the living room, he found a stool, placed it in front of the coffee table, pulled out a math practice book, and started solving problems by himself.
Rose was focused on eating cat food, ignoring Oliver Scott.
Oliver Scott felt a bit down.
He moved closer to Andrew Hughes, wanting to see what level kindergarten was teaching now, but upon seeing, he was taken aback.
"What grade level are these questions?"
Oliver Scott was slightly puzzled by the math word problems.
"No idea." Andrew Hughes answered without looking up, concentrating on calculating multiplication and division on scratch paper, "Marcus Shaw bought it."
"Did you skip the steps?"
"ntal math."
As soon as Andrew Hughes spoke, he wrote down the answer.
"..."
Oliver Scott rested his chin on his hand, feeling a bit toothache.
This kid is fierce.
Rolling up his sleeves, Oliver Scott smiled patiently and asked, "These problems aren’t challenging, waste of ti, how about I teach you sothing difficult?"
Andrew Hughes’ writing motion finally stopped. He slightly raised his head, his clear eyes wide open staring at Oliver Scott, pupils dark and bright, radiating pure innocence.
Oliver Scott’s heart was about to lt from his gaze.
Teach!
This little prodigy must be fostered.
"Co."
Oliver Scott gathered Andrew Hughes’ practice book, tossed it aside, then picked up the scratch paper, turned to a new page, and casually wrote down a pile of addition and subtraction problems, then pushed them towards Andrew Hughes.
"Only ntal math, as fast as possible," Oliver Scott said, "All correct, I’ll teach you sothing fun."
"..."
Andrew Hughes didn’t speak, stared at him for two seconds, then lowered his head looking at the problems on the scratch paper, lightly furrowing his brows, pressing his lips together, his expression gradually turning focused.
...
Half an hour later.
Marcus Shaw ca out with the prepared dishes, intending to call Oliver Scott to serve the rice, when suddenly Andrew Hughes’ childlike voice sounded——
"Marcus Shaw, I want to learn Math Olympiad."
Setting down the dishes, Marcus Shaw paused, turning to look over.
"...Oh." Facing Andrew Hughes’ cool expression with an eager gleam in his eyes, Marcus Shaw bluntly said, "I don’t know how."
Oliver Scott rubbed his nose, winking at him, his face full of "Beg ."
Marcus Shaw recalled this guy’s various impressive labels and asked according to his intention, "Did you win a prize in the Math Olympiad competition?"
"Not to brag, nationwide second place," Oliver Scott raised his eyebrow.
"..."
Marcus Shaw didn’t understand what boasting about second place was about, furrowing his brow, said, "Teach him."
"Free?" Oliver Scott was slightly stunned.
"You eat for free?" Glancing at the table’s dishes, Marcus Shaw calmly retorted.
"..."
To squeeze out ti during the arduous struggle for school first to teach a kid Math Olympiad, and thinking one al could bribe him?
Nostrils lightly flared, catching the aroma of dishes stirring up craving.
... Fine, for my sister’s sake.
Oliver Scott convinced himself.
Getting up, Oliver Scott went to wash his hands, serving the rice, then returned to the dining room, finding Marcus Shaw taking Andrew Hughes to wash up—Andrew Hughes washed himself while Marcus Shaw watched beside.
Sitting at the dining chair waiting for them, Oliver Scott idly played with his phone, and while browsing friends circle, caught sight of a shared post.
[Title: Sa style bracelet, Nora Scott accused of fraud against Zero solidly!]
Huh?
Just seeing the title, Oliver Scott nearly choked.
With a feeling of horror, Oliver Scott clicked into the post for a look, the seemingly thorough analysis, and so-called "solid evidence," all left Oliver Scott dumbfounded.
Marcus Shaw and Andrew Hughes ca out after washing hands.
Quickly browsing the comnts, Oliver Scott raised his head slightly and asked Marcus Shaw, "Do you know about the online stuff saying my sister’s accused of fraud against Zero?"
"No idea."
Indifferently answering, Marcus Shaw pulled back the dining chair, Andrew Hughes knowingly climbed onto the chair, sitting properly.
Sitting quite straight.
"Now you know," Oliver Scott put down his phone, said.
"Hm."
Marcus Shaw took a seat beside Andrew Hughes.
"You’re just this calm?"
Marcus Shaw inquired matter-of-factly, "She frauded herself, why wouldn’t I be calm?"
"..."
Oliver Scott was montarily dumbfounded.
So, apparently, there’s no wrong in that reasoning?
Thus, recalling the post’s analysis and comnts again, Oliver Scott suddenly found it amusing.
Wonder if my sister has any plans for revealing her identity?
It would surely be interesting then.
*
Scott family villa.
"Where’s Oliver?"
After a long nap, Alma Ferreira woke up groggy, leaning on the sofa, suddenly asked Lisa after nightfall.
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