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!.”

the workbook closed, “I think your English needs a bit more work. Let’s start with something simpler,

love math, always

solve a subtraction problem. 75 minus 16, set it up column-style. If 5 minus 6 doesn’t work, what should

scratched his head,

to explain, “You need to borrow 1 from the 7, and that’s what we

interrupted, puzzled,

5 is

7 doesn’t want to lend

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

from above, sounding like mockery. Just moments ago, Xanthea had been confidently

nephews are supposed to resemble their uncles, but other than looks, what similarities

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

to prove herself, Xanthea pressed on to the