Reborn, She's Back for Revenge novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

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Edith walked down the steps and immediately spotted the three teachers sitting in the living room. She couldn’t help but be surprised; she knew all three of them, not from real–life interactions but from having seen them on TV.

Graham, the elementary school math teacher, would lead a group of elementary students to the international Math Olympiad stage in a few years, achieving remarkable success.

Logan, who taught middle school math and also knew his way around science. Any student lucky enough to get his personal tutoring could count on boosting their score by at least fifty points.

Then there was Lillian, the Engloria teacher for the high schoolers. None of her students had ever scored less in Engloria.

These three were the most sought–after teachers in all of Sunspire.

Edith understood what Marcus meant by sending such excellent teachers to her. This meant that she and her brothers

must keep this a secret at all costs.

“Mr. Hadley, Mr. Campbell, Ms. Carson, hello.” Edith greeted them with a cheerful smile. “Come on, I’ll take you upstairs so you can meet the students.”

The teachers, since Stella had spoken to them herself, nodded and followed her upstairs.

On the third floor, there was a small study where Zachary and Joseph were sitting at a desk, working on their homework. When they heard the door open, Joseph didn’t even look up. “Edith, I’m almost done with my homework.”

Zachary, scribbling away, added, “I just need fifty more words and I’ll be done with today’s assignment.”

Edith cleared her throat. “Hold up on the homework for a second. I want you to meet these three teachers.” Zachary and

Joseph both looked up at the same time.

There was something about teachers that just radiated authority. The moment the boys saw all three standing there, they sat up straighter, like magic.

“This is Mr. Hadley, who’s in charge of Joseph’s math. Mr. Campbell will be teaching Zachary math and science. And Ms. Carson will be handling Engloria for both of you,” Edith said with a smile,

“Zachary here is in ninth grade, and Joseph is still in elementary, fourth grade.”

Zachary and Joseph were both at a loss for words. They thought to themselves, ‘Edith already pushes us hard enough, and now she’s brought in three more teachers to pile on the pressure. Do they even want us to have a life?‘

Graham was the first to speak. “Is this all you’ve got for homework today? Don’t you think that’s a bit too easy?”

Logan chimed in. “And what about your science assignments? If you skip those, you won’t be able to keep up.”

Lillian jumped in. “Let’s not get bogged down with homework just yet. First, I want to run a quick baseline test and see where you two stand.”

With that, she whipped out two papers–one elementary Engloria test, and one for middle school.

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Mr. Hadley and Mr. Campbell quickly fished out their own math and science tests, spreading them across the desk.

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“No way!” Zachary blurted out, practically shouting. “I already finished my homework–I was gonna head out and have

some fun.”

Edith just shot him a mocking, icy smile.

These were teachers other people would pay ridiculous money to get, and this kid actually had the guts to say no.

Plus, if he hadn’t secretly tried to dig around in Marcus’s affairs, Marcus wouldn’t have sent all three teachers here to keep an eye on him in the first place.

He’d made his own bed, and now he had to lie in it–even if it meant crawling on his knees all the way.

Edith walked over to the table, picked up the six–hundred–word essay, and quickly scanned through it. As she read, her face visibly darkened, turning almost green with frustration.

The first couple hundred words were a legit intro about basketball as a sport for everyone. But then, just to bulk up his word count, Zachary started rambling pure nonsense.

He wrote, I threw the ball over, he tossed it back, then I threw it over again, he chucked it somewhere else, I threw it back…]

He actually spent over three hundred words just repeating that back–and–forth, padding it out with the same thing over and over.

“Zachary,” Edith’s voice was practically trembling with rage. “Did your teacher seriously show you this is how you write an essay? Looks like I’ll have to bring in a tutor just for your writing, too.”

Zachary felt uneasy. He wrote just over two hundred words and padded it to six hundred. In his mind, hitting the word count meant completing the task.

Edith slammed the essay back down on the desk, her voice cold as frost. “Since you clearly can’t write an essay, let’s call it a day and switch your homework to working with the tutors on these baseline tests. Any complaints?”

Joseph’s head was practically spinning. “Edith, I’ve got nothing. Zero complaints.”

He only needed to study Engloria and math while Zachary was stuck with four whole subjects. When one saw someone with more to deal with, one suddenly felt much happier.

Zachary was dying to deck the kid. He glanced over at the three teachers and Edith, totally losing it, and just buried his face in his hands.

But when his fingers touched the twenty pimples on his cheeks, it was almost enough to send him over the edge. If he didn’t play along and finish these baseline tests, tomorrow he’d be rocking thirty pimples for sure.

“I’ve got no complaints.” Zachary just muttered a weak “no complaints,” sounding totally beaten.

Edith gave them a gentle smile. “Study hard. See you at lunch.”

She shut the study door, headed back to her own room. With the boys busy studying, she couldn’t slack off either. It was

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only nine o’clock; she could easily finish two more practice tests before lunch.

By the time she finished going through two more practice papers, it was already 11:30. Edith stretched and got ready to head over to check on the boys in the other room.

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As soon as she opened her door, she spotted Graham holding a stack of papers, preparing to go downstairs. Spotting her, he asked, “is Mrs. Lovett downstairs? I’d like to discuss how the boys are doing with your mother.”

“You can just talk to me,” Edith said with a smile. “I’m the one who’s been following up on my brothers‘ studies, so I know

them best.”

Graham nodded and led her into the study. In two hours during the morning, Joseph completed two full tests, while Zachary managed to finish four and a half sets, barely completing the basic assessments.

“Joseph’s sitting at about a second–grade level,” Graham explained. “Elementary stuff’s pretty basic, so he should be able

to catch up to fourth–grade material in a couple of months.

“Zachary’s math is around sixth grade, and his Engloria’s basically the same as Joseph’s,” Graham added, shaking his head. “He barely knows anything about science. With just over two months until the SATs, honestly, it’s going to be a real

uphill battle to improve much.”

Edith understood. Joseph was only in fourth grade, so there was no need to rush; she could afford to not monitor him closely for now.

Zachary, though, was the real headache. He had barely over two months left, and his academic level was shockingly only

that of a sixth grader. Edith shot Zachary a glare as sharp as a knife.

Zachary sat frozen in his chair, shame burning on his cheeks. He was about to enter high school, and being called a sixth

grader made him want to crawl under the desk and disappear.

But after seeing those test questions, he knew deep down he was stumped by most of them. He didn’t even have enough confidence left to try arguing.

Edith turned to the teacher. “What if he had to repeat the year?”

Zachary nearly jumped out of his chair. ‘No way am I repeating. Those guys will end up as my seniors. How could I ever

show my face again?‘ he thought.

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