Last ti, Glenn organized a gathering, but Marcus and Oliver left with Nora and didn’t participate.
This ti, although a team was eliminated, Oliver’s team won first place, which was also a joyful occasion. Oliver and Marcus were willing to stay, along with Nora.
Glenn announced another invitation —
Eat whatever you want.
"So, where do you want to eat?"
Glenn wasn’t the least bit worried about his wallet and gave them the choice.
"I want hot pot! You can put anything in it!"
"Barbecue!"
"Seafood ah ah ah!"
"No, grilled ats are fine too!"
...
The teenagers each had their own ideas, causing a noisy uproar.
Oliver and Marcus remained silent — as long as it wasn’t Pedro’s cooking they’re fine with whatever.
Nora leisurely walked over, tossing her car keys, and casually chid in, "Let’s go to Virtue Retreat. They have everything there."
"..."
Glenn was caught off guard.
The teenagers didn’t know what Virtue Retreat was and ran out of ideas, but when the beauty spoke, they all stopped simultaneously and turned to Glenn, hoping he would accept the beauty’s suggestion.
—— The teenagers were pampered at ho, not necessarily craving a al, but the beauty was rarely seen. So, everything was based on her preference.
Seeing the hopeful eyes of the teenagers, Glenn chuckled and was about to agree, but then Nora casually added —
"It’s my treat."
As soon as she finished speaking, the teenagers started to cheer.
"Beauty, no worries, our Mr. Flynn has money!"
"Beauty, you’re too kind, no need to save money for Mr. Flynn, treating us once won’t bankrupt him."
"Yes, yes, a teacher who relies on a student’s parent for treating isn’t a good teacher."
...
Glenn was teased, but smiled good-naturedly and didn’t mind.
"Oliver is going back to school next week, just consider it my paynt for you all taking care of him," Nora casually ntioned, then quickly changed the subject before they could respond, "You all go with Mr. Flynn, Marcus and Oliver will co in my car, we’ll et at Virtue Retreat. Okay?"
"Yes!"
Steve was the first to raise his hand.
The group looked at him suspiciously.
Steve imdiately put on a sheepish grin and approached with a smile, throwing an arm over Oliver’s shoulder and said to Nora, "Beautiful, can I hitch a ride? It’s not that I mind Mr. Flynn’s driving skills, I just want to bask in your elegance—"
Before he could finish, Oliver elbowed him aside.
The other three teenagers, seeing his cheeky deanor, went up and punched him. Steve hugged his head and scread, refusing to give up, but was dragged to Glenn’s car. He managed to escape and dashed off with Nora’s group into her car.
Once inside, he locked the door and made faces at the three teenagers outside, leaving them stomping their feet in anger.
The atmosphere was lively and cheerful.
Nora didn’t mind and welcod Steve.
She stepped on the gas, drove onto the road, and widened the gap from the three teenagers. They hung their heads dejectedly, regretful for not getting into her car, and were eventually all loaded into Glenn’s car.
...
In the car, Steve occupied the front seat, sitting side by side with his long-admired beauty, buzzing with excitent.
Less than three minutes had passed, Oliver, who didn’t move much, took out a pillow and handed it to Marcus.
The next mont, the pillow was shoved into Steve’s face, accompanied by Marcus’s warning, "Shut up."
Steve: "..."
Marcus was really fierce.
Feeling the low pressure from behind, Steve shivered timidly, not daring to speak.
Nora, however, soon initiated the conversation, "You didn’t advance with your robots, but why do you still seem so happy?"
"It’s all about participating."
Steve was carefree, not bothered at all.
Their team mainly relied on Marcus and Oliver, and the cha was completed with their help. Marcus and Oliver didn’t boast about their achievents and used their short two-three month progress to beat everyone fair and square, and they accepted their loss warmly and willingly.
"Good attitude."
"Thank you, beautiful!"
Steve sweetened his words.
In the back seat, Oliver lazily glanced forward, two threatening glances making Steve shrink his neck again, choosing to keep silent.
Nora chuckled softly.
Marcus, being usually reserved, buckled his seatbelt, and slouched back, arms lazily folded, duck bill hat concealing most of his face, and drifted into sleep.
Oliver was rather energetic, chatting leisurely, keeping Nora company as she drove, moving from robots to school fun.
In between, Steve fiddled with his phone, quickly replied to ssages, then his expression changed upon seeing the replies.
"Girlfriend, huh?"
Once he laid down his phone, Nora glanced over, asking.
Steve Singleton touched his nose and laughed a bit sheepishly, "No, still chasing."
Nora Scott paused and, taking advantage of the red light ahead, beckoned Steve with her finger.
Steve’s eyes darted around, and he leaned slightly towards Nora, getting a bit closer but not too much.
"Is there nothing going on between those two?"
Nora made plenty of small gestures, but not being one to feel guilty like a thief, she did not lower her voice when asking sneakily.
Oliver Scott, who heard Nora’s inquiry loud and clear: "..."
"This..."
Steve blinked.
The pretty sister... seems to be looking forward to Marcus Shaw or Oliver Scott having an early romance? Don’t most parents nip such signs in the bud?
He didn’t know how to answer.
"Sis." Scratching his head with his fingers, Oliver sighed, shifted his long curled-up legs, and said helplessly, "You can just ask directly."
Nora glanced back, "Then tell ."
Oliver chuckled, glanced at Marcus who was still sleeping motionlessly, his eyes lighting up, and the next mont he leaned forward, moving to the middle of the front seats, whispering, "I don’t, but big brother might."
"Huh?"
Nora raised an eyebrow in surprise.
That silent Humphrey-like Marcus?
"Oh! I rember now!" Steve slapped his leg, suddenly understanding, "Diana Johnson, that celebrity... or school beauty, right?"
"...Diana Johnson?"
Nora thought of the cheerful and lively girl from the "Escape Room" recording.
Oliver tilted his head, "Who?"
Nora: "..."
Steve: "...school beauty. No, is it not her? I once saw her greet Marcus proactively. As soon as Marcus left, her face turned red."
Blinking in confusion, Oliver showed he didn’t know, then said, "I was talking about a girl from the neighboring middle school."
Steve asked, "Might be a bit young?"
"Interesting."
Nora raised an eyebrow quite interestedly.
"She ca to the school several tis to wait for big brother. With his attitude, usually indifferent to everyone, but with her, he left together every ti." Oliver didn’t hold back in exposing Marcus.
"Just like that?" Nora asked.
"Yeah."
Nora clicked her tongue, "No hand-holding?"
"...No."
Oliver felt a little regretful.
Nora also felt a bit regretful.
Steve looked at the siblings, then at Marcus who was being gossiped about in his sleep, feeling a bit speechless sohow.
???
Shouldn’t a student’s mission be to study well?
Scholar Scott, where did the promise of life’s focus on studying and cha go, how did it beco about gossiping about an unrelated brother?
At this mont——
"Aren’t you being a bit blatant?"
The young man had just woken up, his voice still a bit sleepy, slightly hoarse, yet there was no anger or impatience in the mild tone, just strong helplessness.
Steve Oliver: "..."
"A gentleman is open and honest." Nora’s expression didn’t change, she even looked back quite calmly to ask, "Did you succeed?"
"..."
Tilting his cap upwards, Marcus was suffocated by her attitude.
After a long while, his eyelids lazily lifted, seeing the intersection ahead through the car window, and reminded, "The light is green."
"..."
The three exchanged glances.
Then, they each returned to their places, and Nora drove the car, moving forward along with the traffic.
*
Upon arriving at Virtue Retreat, Glenn Flynn and the three young n had already arrived, they had exchanged ssages earlier, all waiting at the entrance for them.
As the sun set, the last bit of afterglow disappeared, the sky deepening from a slate blue, and street lights had long ford a glowing river, the splendid Virtue Retreat was adorned by lights, looking like a castle from afar.
When Nora parked, her gaze swept towards the main door, and then, she noticed two additional figures among Glenn’s group.
Her eyes squinted slightly.
Oliver noticed too and was also taken aback.
There was a man and a woman, the man tall and upright, facing aside so his appearance was unclear. The woman petite and delicate, slim, with light cast on her face, her features barely discernible.
It was Sophie Scott.
The three young n stood on one side, each playing on their phones, without speaking. Glenn was chatting and laughing with the man, Sophie smiled sweetly, docile and well-behaved, without a trace of worry in her expression.
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