The Kiss that Sparked it All novel Chapter 578

"Yup, I did it myself." Byran nodded, nervously asking, "Balfour, did I get it right this time?"

But Balfour slammed the paper on the table, "I told you to step up your game, not cheat!"

Startled, Byran instinctively stepped back and innocently replied, "Balfour, I didn't cheat!"

"You couldn't answer a single question just recently, and now after a short break, you can answer a bunch?" Balfour looked at him disappointed, "Who are you trying to fool?"

How could he possibly believe that this little guy did it himself?!

At first, Byran not only got every question wrong, but his answers were also way off the mark. One look and he'd know he had no clue about the basics. There was no point in correcting his mistakes.

But now, this corrected paper was almost 80% correct. With this kid's brainpower, there was no way he could have done it.

Feeling Balfour's doubt, Byran knew he must have gotten a lot right, so he quickly explained.

"Balfour, I really did it myself. I could do it because Ellinor taught me a super useful formula. I understood it, and then I used the formula to find the answers! If you don't believe me, I can do another test paper for you to see."

Ellinor taught him?

Balfour frowned, suspiciously asking, "Why would she tutor you?"

Byran answered truthfully, "She didn't want to at first; I asked her to. I heard she aced her studies at Creston University, so I thought she may know some study tricks and asked her to teach me how to improve quickly."

Balfour was silent for a minute and his frown deepened, "Stay away from her in the future!"

Baffled, Byran asked, "Why? I think she's really nice and she explains things so simply."

Balfour sneered, "What do you know about judging people? What's her relationship with you? Why would she tutor you for free? You're not a kid anymore; you should know not to trust people so easily!"

Balfour couldn't figure it out and felt a bit tired. He rubbed his temples.

Whenever he felt worn out, he would think of his mother and sister. He reached out and touched the photo on his desk.

Lately, he had a stronger feeling than ever that his mother and sister were still alive.

Once, he had sent people to look for their remains with a glimmer of hope. But now, he felt as if they were right beside him and silently watching him.

The next day, in the afternoon.

After arranging the execution of the sales plan, Ellinor leaned back in her chair, picked up her phone, and checked the time.

With only ten minutes left before quitting time, she dialed Byran's number.