Chapter 281

Freya set down her pen, a determined glint in her eye as she said, "Mr. Tyler, you're wrong if you think you can talk me out of this. I won't give up. If you can't teach me, I'll learn by myself."

With that, she made to leave.

Preston called out from behind, "Is a diploma really that important to you?"

"Yes," Freya replied earnestly, turning to face Preston. "It might not mean much to you, Mr. Tyler, but to me, it's crucial. I have to pass this test."

Seeing the resolve in Freya's eyes, Preston had no choice but to say, "Sit down. I'll teach you."

Freya was stunned. "But... didn't you say I have no coordination?"

"It's only a three-day test. I might not make your handwriting better than your right hand's, but you can write." Preston lightly tapped the couch beside him, signaling Freya to sit. Reluctantly, Freya took a seat opposite him.

"I meant

Freya awkwardly moved

word with his right hand, then replicated the action with his

not that hard. Anyone can

down to focus and coordination. He handed the pen

you should be able to write simple words decently. In a week, you should get used to using your left

"Just practice?"

practice. There's no easy way, but you have nine days. It's the simplest and best method for you." Freya couldn't help but feel Preston was underestimating her, but she followed

struggled to stay awake, eventually knocking on the door to say, "You two done

she hadn't noticed the passage of time. When she looked up,

some point, Preston had turned on a desk lamp, bathing the table in a warm

her was

said, "Let's

"I don't eat dinner."

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