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!.”

think your English needs a bit more work.

love math, always scoring top

solve a subtraction problem. 75 minus 16, set it up column-style. If 5 minus 6

scratched his

the 7, and that’s what

interrupted, puzzled, “Why

is

if 7 doesn’t want to lend

was almost questioning her own hearing as she stared at him like he was being

voice carried a trace of frustration, and just then, laughter echoed from above, sounding like mockery. Just moments ago, Xanthea had been confidently challenging him, and

she wondered if Sebastian really was Orion’s nephew. They say nephews are supposed to resemble their uncles, but other than looks, what similarities did

and Sebastian was certainly a ‘genius’ in his own

pressed on to the next question, “You must