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!.”

your English needs a bit more work. Let’s

“Oh, I love math, always scoring

Xanthea smiled, relieved, “Let’s solve a subtraction problem. 75 minus 16, set it up column-style. If 5 minus 6

scratched his

from the 7, and that’s what we called ‘subtraction with borrowing’. You must have heard

interrupted, puzzled, “Why borrow from

5 is less than

if 7 doesn’t

she stared at him like he was being deliberately obtuse, “Today, it

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

nephew. They say nephews are supposed to resemble their uncles, but

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

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