My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

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!.”

“I think your English needs a bit more work. Let’s start with something simpler, how about

love

relieved, “Let’s solve a subtraction problem. 75 minus 16, set it up column-style. If 5 minus 6 doesn’t

scratched his

borrow 1 from the 7, and that’s what we

could finish, Sebastian interrupted,

is less than

if 7 doesn’t

he was being

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

wondered if Sebastian really was Orion’s nephew. They say nephews are supposed to

Crestwood knew Orion was a once-in-a-century genius, and Sebastian was certainly a ‘genius’ in his

Xanthea pressed on to the next