NovelEnglishChapter 225
Cameron finally found himself in front of a mysterious mirror, but the guiding voice had disappeared, leaving him
alone in silence.
With a casual, almost accidental touch, Cameron illuminated the mirror. He watched, amazed, as the light
scattered and reassembled, transforming the once blurry surface into a crystal-clear image. It was Rainbow
Bridge.
A little Nathalie was sprinting barefoot over the cold, grimy ground, with Miranda, disheveled and wild-eyed, hot
on her heels, brandishing a broomstick. "I'll teach you a lesson, you ungrateful brat! Who said you could sneak
off to school? Who'll take care ofif you're off learning?"
As Nathalie dashed away, she desperately pleaded, "Mom, | promise it won't interfere with my chores. Please, let
"Mom, if you letgo to school, | can get into college and earn a lot of money. Then, | can take care of you.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPlease, letgo."
Miranda, out of breath and coughing violently, pointed a finger at Nathalie, her voice seething with anger. "Run if
you dare! I'll count to three, and if you're not back, don't bother callingyour mother again."
Nathalie glanced back, her face drained of color at the sight of her furious mother, and reluctantly trudged back.
Miranda's broom showed no mercy as it struck Nathalie's back.
Nathalie clenched her teeth, tears brimming, as she kept apologizing, "Mom, I'm sorry. | won't upset you again."
Miranda's anger poured out, the broom landing on Nathalie like relentless rain. "Still want to go to school?"
"No, | won't go again." Nathalie sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Worn out, Miranda collapsed onto the ground. She continued her bitter tirade, "You were born unlucky, unlike
your sister. Don't ever dream of achieving anything."
Nathalie, biting her lip, swallowed her sorrow and helped Miranda up. Her submissive demeanor was heart-
wrenching. "Mom, lettake you home."
Miranda glared at her but accepted
the help, leaning heavily on Nathalie's small frame, not missing
a chance to belittle her further. "Since Thad you, my health's never been the same. You owefor life, Nettie,
and you must take care of me."
"Mom, don't worry, I'll take care of you forever."
"Hmph. At least you are not ungrateful."
Suddenly, a scholarly-looking man, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and exuding an air of elegance, approached
Miranda and Nathalie. With urgency in his voice, he said, "Mrs. Brown, I'm Nellie's teacher. | chere today.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLook..."
He pulled out a stack of papers from
his bag, "These are Nellie's exam papers. This set of math problems is the toughest ever given in the Capital,
and Nellie scored a perfect mark. The next best in our class was 89. Even Cameron Dawson, a former math
competition champion, only scored 98. Nellie truly is gifted; she has to continue her education..."
Miranda eyed him with suspicion, retorting, "Why should | trust you? | know my daughter. She's barely had any
schooling. How could she be as brilliant as you say? | think you have other intentions for my daughter and are
trying to trick me."
Mr. Roberts were both embarrassed and frustrated, "Why are you so unreasonable?"
Unable to bear seeing her kind teacher being slandered, Nathalie could only send him away, ashamed. "Sir, you
should leave. | don't even like studying. I'm sorry."
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