Chapter 37

Hearing Steward’s words. Sanderson fell silent

He didn’t like the idea of his daughter entering an arranged marriage, but Steward had a point that his Lia deserved better

Her partner shouldn’t just be the owner of some small store

He didn’t nod but merely spoke up. Tll look into it”

It looked like it was time to dig up some dirt on that pretty boy

In the elegantly decorated room, with pink curtains fluttering in the breeze, Juliana sprawled on her bed, her phone in hand, sobbing “Why? And it’s not enough she’s good at math Why does she have to be good at physics, too? What am I supposed to do? She’e hogging all the spotlight Mom I’m suffering too much! Wah

The phone carried a brisk female voice Juliana, you’re missing the point”

Juliana paused, rose to grab a tissue from the desk to wipe her tears and blow her nose, then switched her phone to speaker. The voice on the other end analyzed rationally, “Do you know what sets Greenmendow International School apart from regular schools?”

Juliana tossed the used tissue into the wastebasket, her voice nasal as she answered. “No”

“When you were born, you were ahead of the game. Most at Greenmeadow aim for universities abroad. You’re there not just to study but to broaden your horizons, network, and develop skills. That country girl, raised on rote learning, thinks she can change her destiny with knowledge. Competing with her academically is beneath

you

“Quality and refinement aren’t determined by academics alone. You see what I’m getting at?”

Juliana had an epiphany. “Mom, I get it! No matter how brilliant she is, she’s just a nerd, and I’m a true lady Why bother competing in studies? I excel in piano, dance, and art!”

The voice offered advice. “What’s crucial is your poise. If you keep losing your temper, it’s unbecoming.”

Juliana’s spirit reignited. “I got it, Mom. Since Loma took over the household, I can’t live as comfortably as

before”

a rule. High schoolers got an allowance of ten grand a month. But Juliana used to woo more out of Laurinda.

the other end. “I’ll give

up Mom was

hung up, beaming

her room, hating to see that

she eagerly answered,

we’ll be back next week. Are you busy balancing the books? I’m just

Lorna has usurped the

surprised. “What

from Laurinda and a call to action. “Laurinda, it’s easy–peasy to reclaim your

13:15

intrigued. “You

concerto. Laurinda clapped vigorously. “Juliana, you are playing better

gracefully, smiling. “Thanks, Grandma.”

Cordelia,

Juliana’s air of defeat had vanished overnight, replaced by

business. Her gaze fell on the piano, which looked much

“What are you looking at? Bookworm, do

leisurely. “A

what grade did

took the

there were instruments aplenty, and she would tinker with them when bored or

boasting, “Our Juliana had her Grade 10 certificate

shot Cordelia a meaningful

Cordelia didn’t care.

and by the time Cordelia

left, Sanderson and Steward

served breakfast

a sandwich, then abruptly spat it out, frowning deeply. Before he could speak, Laurinda snapped. “Lorna, what’s this? Don’t you know Steward hates ketchup? How can you manage a house

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255