Chapter 13

Estelle finally understood why Henson’s tutor quit. Rich kids are untouchable and unscoldable. They found it annoying when you tried to reason with them. When you started to coax them, they would find you childish. That feeling of helplessness just makes people give up.

Estelle got up and saw darts on the table. She glanced at the dartboard, picked one up, and threw it, hitting the bullseye!

By the time she hit the third bullseye, Henson looked up at her, his eyes filled with surprise.

Estelle picked up darts in both hands, casually threw them without even looking. Both darts flew at the same speed, squeezing the previous ones out, and pierced the bullseye.

Henson stood up, walked over to Estelle, and looked at her sideways, “Have you practiced before?”

Estelle raised her eyebrows without denying or confirming.

Henson took an interest, “Then teach me.”

Estelle crossed her arms, pointed at the desk, “Finish today’s study task, and I’ll teach you!”

Henson scoffed, “Can’t you think of another way?”

Estelle shrugged, “What can I do? I can’t be kicked out of your house for being incompetent on my second visit. I have a reputation to protect.”

Henson disdainfully replied, “Actually, my uncle could teach me. He’s better than you!”

“Why don’t you go ask your uncle now and see if he’ll teach you?” Estelle was fearless. If his uncle was willing to teach, he would have done so by now..

Henson’s face flashed with embarrassment. He seemed to weigh his options and nodded, “Fine, I’ll follow your advice and study. But after that, I want you to teach me archery. Deal?”

“Archery?” Estelle frowned slightly.

smug, “Can’t do it? My uncle’s an excellent

on

and shooting arrows are

back, “If I’m lying to you, then I’ll call

“Deal!”

with a smile as the morning sun spread a soft

to learn. An hour later, the two had completed their reviewing and

prepared everything in advance: moving targets, bows and arrows, and

you even pull the bow? You could just admit

without trying would

and arrow, stood straight, drew the

As she looked at the distant target, her memory of that moment

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creating a gust of wind. It hit the bullseye with

sound.

over,

calmly,

“Teach me!”

from now on, every time I come here, you will

mind was focused on

the lawn, Jonathan leaned lazily against the railing, talking on the phone, but his gaze was on the

hit the bullseye again. Her pretty eyes were full of vitality, and the spring sunshine danced on her fair soft

there, watching for a while. He

that he almost jumped up, looking at Estelle with admiration in his

she kicked Brooke before, but was her perfect archery skill

with Henson for an hour. Around noon, she packed up her things

from the second floor, Lucille happened to be walking

darkening. Jonathan had

the Lamont family to the maid, took two steps forward, smiled coldly, and spoke with a

nodded slightly and walked

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