It was really weird. Even though Balfour had previously spent a fortune hiring all sorts of famous tutors for fum, no matter how in depth their explanations were, he always seemed to turn a deaf ear However, when Ellinor explained using drawings, he could understand it easily After answering a question, Ellinor pushed the paper to Byran, âAlright, Iâve explained the problem, and the formulas used are all applicable to the topics youâre currently studying The rest of the problems require you to apply these formulas You donât need to show me once youâre done, just hand them over to Balfour Byran obeyed without hesitation, redoing the paper that Balfour had almost torn to shreds previously Working on the problems next to Ellinor was way less stressful than being next to Balfour. Once he relaxed, Byran found it much easier to concentrate. He went from not understanding the problems at first to understanding what they meant and knowing how to solve them.
After he was done, he didnât ask Ellinor to check for him but gratefully said. âThank you! I think I can do some of the problems now, Iâll go and have Balfour check if theyâre correct!â
Ellinor just responded casually, continuing her work while saying. âJust a friendly tip, you might want to practice your handwriting Even elementary school students write better than you.â
Byran blushed, âHmph, thatâs my personal style. What would you know!â
Ellinor just raised an eyebrow, not caring whether he took her advice or not. She just couldnât stand his handwriting and couldnât help but speak up.
As Byran was about to leave, he suddenly turned back and scribbled his phone number on a piece of paper with his unique handwriting and handed it to Ellinor, âHereâs my number, call me after work. I promised to take you to my grandfatherâs birthday party, and I always keep my word.â
Ellinor glanced at the number on the paper, took it, and smiled, âOkay, see you tomorrowâ
âSee you tomorrowâ Byran quickly left with his homework, eager to get Balfourâs approval and calm him down.
Otherwise, not only would he be unable to participate in the eâsports competition at the end of the month, but he was also worried that Balfour would get so angry that he would pull some strings and cancel the competition altogether. That would be a disaster Balfour definitely had the power to do that with ease.
In the CEOâs office, Byran carefully walked in and handed the corrected mock exam paper to the disgruntled Balfour, âBalfour, I can do some of the problems now; take a look.â
Balfour was looking at work documents and spoke in a cold tone, âTake it away, I donât have time to be angry with you now.â
Byran mustered up the courage to push the paper to Balfour again, âBalfour, I really can do the problems now, can you check if I did them correctly? If not, Iâll just go home.â
Balfour let out a long sigh, then somewhat impatiently took the paper and skimmed it with a blank face.
He paused for a bit, furrowed his brows, and looked at Byran in confusion, âDid you write this yourself?â