Work hard?
Eleanor felt her head throb just thinking about it. Even if she dumped all the knowledge in the world straight into Charlotte’s brain, there just wasn’t enough time for her to process it all. But what was done was done. All she could do now was help Charlotte as much as possible, then go beg Mr. Baker for a little mercy.
“Starting this afternoon, you’ll come to my office every day,” Eleanor said. “I’ll give you three hours of one-on-one physics tutoring.”
Three hours?
Charlotte’s eyelashes fluttered. That sounded like pure torture.
“Ms. Adams, I already found a tutor,” Charlotte said quietly. “I wasn’t feeling well last time, but I promise I’ll be fine for the next test.”
When they left the teacher’s office, the sweet, obedient look on Charlotte’s face disappeared. Her eyes turned cold.
Andrew had just gotten an earful from Eleanor and hurried to catch up with her.
“Hey, big shot.”
Charlotte turned slightly, her eyes cool and sharp as she looked at him. “What did you just call me?”
Her gaze could cut right through someone.
“Charlotte?” Andrew’s voice stumbled for a second. She didn’t seem bothered by it, though, so he fell in step beside her. “Bald Lee is notorious for holding grudges,” he said lightly. “If he tries to kick you out, just tell me and I’ll...”
“You’ll make sure I stay?” Charlotte’s lips curled into a small, knowing smile.
Andrew’s cheeks turned pink. “I’ll just mention my brother’s name,” he mumbled. Anthony’s name always worked better than a fistfight.
Anthony...
Charlotte looked up at the wide, blue sky. The corners of her mouth lifted just a little. “Alright,” she said softly.



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