Their Queen's Back - Chapter 53: Chapter 53
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"Ms. Fisher, I may not be anything special, but I'd like to sponsor your two daughters."
Susan jerked her head up in astonishment. She knew the woman before her was formidable—every word she spoke carried weight.
"Ms. Hughes, are you serious?" Susan asked, her voice trembling with disbelief.
As a teacher at this elite private school, she knew all too well the power that came with wealth and influence. Even the underachievers in Class 10 would have futures a hundred times better than her own children's—getting into any university was just a word from their parents.
Yet their grades were surprisingly good. Despite being labeled the worst class, every student passed—with the sole exception of Emily.
At this elite school, even the most playful kids would never be allowed to fall behind—their parents simply wouldn't permit it.
They're all bright sparks who grasp concepts instantly, and Emily is no exception. She's actually a remarkably clever girl, especially with her aptitude for mathematics. Even though she never pays attention in class, she can still figure out the solution the moment she's called up to the board.
She couldn't bear to see such talent go to waste.
Skye said firmly, "I never make empty promises. But I do have one condition, Ms. Fisher: I want you to help Emily improve her grades this semester and get into her chosen university—on her own merit."
Susan hesitated, a troubled look crossing her face. "Of course I want to help, but if Emily isn't willing, there's no way I can force her," she thought, feeling a pang of helplessness.
Besides, Emily was pretty rebellious—she just wouldn't listen to anyone.
Ms. Hughes, to be perfectly honest, I'm afraid I can't do what you're asking. Maybe you don't know Emily that well yet—she has absolutely no interest in studying, and I believe this stems from her family circumstances and the influence of certain people around her.
Susan made it clear—she meant Jessica.
Skye reassured Susan, "Don't worry. I'll make sure Emily attends school properly and changes her attitude toward studying."
Susan looked puzzled and asked, "Ms. Hughes, given your resources, surely you could hire a better tutor than me to help her get into her dream school."
Skye twirled the milk tea cup on the table. "Ms. Fisher, it's not about whether Emily's grades are good or bad. What I really want is for her to develop a love for learning. I believe you understand what I mean."
Skye thought to herself, "Honestly, Emily doesn't need to worry about which college she'll attend. Even if she got expelled right now, I could still chart the perfect path for her—her future would blossom, and she'd live an extraordinary life."
Susan finally understood—what Skye truly cared about wasn't Emily's grades, but her attitude toward learning. Skye wanted her to help Emily cultivate a positive academic mindset.
Of course, Susan thought, "someone like Skye would never let her child end up on the wrong path."
"Ms. Hughes, I can't make any promises, but I'm willing to give it a try. To be honest, I was actually planning to talk to you about Emily myself, but you beat me to it. I'm really glad you did, though I have to admit—I do have an ulterior motive."
Her hidden agenda was her two children—she simply wanted to pave an easier path for them. In today's cutthroat, rat-race society, she could already see where things were headed: even if her kids got into the best schools, they'd still end up endlessly climbing the corporate ladder at some mediocre company.
Susan thought gloomily, "They wouldn't even be able to get into a decent company."
Skye said calmly, "Indeed. I only provide sponsorship. If your children can stand out under my support, their future prospects will be remarkable."
Hearing this, Susan couldn't suppress a smile spreading across her face. Just receiving this sponsorship was already a tremendous blessing—she knew exactly what it meant: her children now had a real shot at Easton University.
Susan thought, "This offer alone is more than I could ever hope for."
At the same time, Susan vowed silently, "I'll do everything in my power to help Emily change." Determination flashed in her eyes.
"Ms. Hughes, may I ask you one last question?" Susan asked.
"Sure," Skye replied.
Her eyes remained that same unfathomable frostiness, offering no hint of warmth.
Ms. Fisher asked, "Ms. Hughes, why did you choose me?"
She wasn't exactly a model teacher.
Skye's reasoning was simple—she just didn't want Emily to find out she was pulling strings behind the scenes.
"Ms. Hughes, you're a wonderful parent," Susan said.
A faint, almost imperceptible trace of guilt flickered in Skye's eyes. "Do you really think so? Well... I hope that's true," she murmured.
She was making amends in her own way—helping them grow stronger and better, until one day they could stand tall through any storm, fearless in the face of darkness.
And then there was Charlotte.
A hint of tenderness flickered in Skye's eyes. She got into the car. Lauren, her driver, asked gently, "Ms. Sky, where to next?"
Before Skye could respond, her phone rang.
It was Felix. As it turned out, Sophia had gone to see him for a check-up earlier today. Felix was genuinely surprised to find that she had made a full recovery—both physically and mentally—in such a short time, and he excitedly shared this good news with Skye.
Felix said, "Skye, shouldn't we get the gang together? Or are you really not planning to tell any of our old friends that you're back?"
Skye gazed out the window, her gaze deep. "Soon. I'll show up—once I've settled some matters."
Felix said, "Skye, before anything else, you have to go see Rachel. She's been missing you all these years—she even visits your memorial every year... cough, I mean, she just really misses you."
"Okay."
Noticing Felix had gone quiet, Skye asked, "Was there anything else?"
Felix felt too embarrassed to ask and stammered for a while. Worried that Skye might lose patience, he finally muttered, "Never mind," and quickly hung up.
After hanging up, Felix slumped into his chair with a long sigh of relief, catching his breath. The image of that stunning red-haired woman—Jessica—flashed through his mind; her mature, intoxicating allure made his heart race uncontrollably.
Felix thought, "Skye must have sent Jessica to mentor Sophia."
"Dr. Rivers!"
The nurse had called Felix's name repeatedly, but he remained unresponsive. Frustrated, she rapped her knuckles on the desk and raised her voice, "Dr. Rivers!"
Felix jumped, snapping out of his thoughts with a frown. "What is it? I'm not deaf, you know."
The young nurse muttered under her breath, "I've called you several times already."
Felix snapped, "What is it? Out with it."
The nurse said, "There's a patient here to see you."
"Got it," Felix said.
Lauren felt a pang of heartache when she noticed the dark circles under Ms. Sky's eyes. Ms. Sky had been back for less than a month, yet she'd already lost weight—constantly tackling problems day after day, overseeing both domestic and international operations, all while attending to her sister Sophia's needs.
Lauren thought, "Ms. Sky would always wait until Miss Sophia fell asleep late at night before handling paperwork or attending meetings. Even back in the day, I never saw her look so worn out and burdened with worries."
Lauren wondered, "When will Ms. Sky finally catch a break from all this exhausting work?"
Susan jerked her head up in astonishment. She knew the woman before her was formidable—every word she spoke carried weight.
"Ms. Hughes, are you serious?" Susan asked, her voice trembling with disbelief.
As a teacher at this elite private school, she knew all too well the power that came with wealth and influence. Even the underachievers in Class 10 would have futures a hundred times better than her own children's—getting into any university was just a word from their parents.
Yet their grades were surprisingly good. Despite being labeled the worst class, every student passed—with the sole exception of Emily.
At this elite school, even the most playful kids would never be allowed to fall behind—their parents simply wouldn't permit it.
They're all bright sparks who grasp concepts instantly, and Emily is no exception. She's actually a remarkably clever girl, especially with her aptitude for mathematics. Even though she never pays attention in class, she can still figure out the solution the moment she's called up to the board.
She couldn't bear to see such talent go to waste.
Skye said firmly, "I never make empty promises. But I do have one condition, Ms. Fisher: I want you to help Emily improve her grades this semester and get into her chosen university—on her own merit."
Susan hesitated, a troubled look crossing her face. "Of course I want to help, but if Emily isn't willing, there's no way I can force her," she thought, feeling a pang of helplessness.
Besides, Emily was pretty rebellious—she just wouldn't listen to anyone.
Ms. Hughes, to be perfectly honest, I'm afraid I can't do what you're asking. Maybe you don't know Emily that well yet—she has absolutely no interest in studying, and I believe this stems from her family circumstances and the influence of certain people around her.
Susan made it clear—she meant Jessica.
Skye reassured Susan, "Don't worry. I'll make sure Emily attends school properly and changes her attitude toward studying."
Susan looked puzzled and asked, "Ms. Hughes, given your resources, surely you could hire a better tutor than me to help her get into her dream school."
Skye twirled the milk tea cup on the table. "Ms. Fisher, it's not about whether Emily's grades are good or bad. What I really want is for her to develop a love for learning. I believe you understand what I mean."
Skye thought to herself, "Honestly, Emily doesn't need to worry about which college she'll attend. Even if she got expelled right now, I could still chart the perfect path for her—her future would blossom, and she'd live an extraordinary life."
Susan finally understood—what Skye truly cared about wasn't Emily's grades, but her attitude toward learning. Skye wanted her to help Emily cultivate a positive academic mindset.
Of course, Susan thought, "someone like Skye would never let her child end up on the wrong path."
"Ms. Hughes, I can't make any promises, but I'm willing to give it a try. To be honest, I was actually planning to talk to you about Emily myself, but you beat me to it. I'm really glad you did, though I have to admit—I do have an ulterior motive."
Her hidden agenda was her two children—she simply wanted to pave an easier path for them. In today's cutthroat, rat-race society, she could already see where things were headed: even if her kids got into the best schools, they'd still end up endlessly climbing the corporate ladder at some mediocre company.
Susan thought gloomily, "They wouldn't even be able to get into a decent company."
Skye said calmly, "Indeed. I only provide sponsorship. If your children can stand out under my support, their future prospects will be remarkable."
Hearing this, Susan couldn't suppress a smile spreading across her face. Just receiving this sponsorship was already a tremendous blessing—she knew exactly what it meant: her children now had a real shot at Easton University.
Susan thought, "This offer alone is more than I could ever hope for."
At the same time, Susan vowed silently, "I'll do everything in my power to help Emily change." Determination flashed in her eyes.
"Ms. Hughes, may I ask you one last question?" Susan asked.
"Sure," Skye replied.
Her eyes remained that same unfathomable frostiness, offering no hint of warmth.
Ms. Fisher asked, "Ms. Hughes, why did you choose me?"
She wasn't exactly a model teacher.
Skye's reasoning was simple—she just didn't want Emily to find out she was pulling strings behind the scenes.
"Ms. Hughes, you're a wonderful parent," Susan said.
A faint, almost imperceptible trace of guilt flickered in Skye's eyes. "Do you really think so? Well... I hope that's true," she murmured.
She was making amends in her own way—helping them grow stronger and better, until one day they could stand tall through any storm, fearless in the face of darkness.
And then there was Charlotte.
A hint of tenderness flickered in Skye's eyes. She got into the car. Lauren, her driver, asked gently, "Ms. Sky, where to next?"
Before Skye could respond, her phone rang.
It was Felix. As it turned out, Sophia had gone to see him for a check-up earlier today. Felix was genuinely surprised to find that she had made a full recovery—both physically and mentally—in such a short time, and he excitedly shared this good news with Skye.
Felix said, "Skye, shouldn't we get the gang together? Or are you really not planning to tell any of our old friends that you're back?"
Skye gazed out the window, her gaze deep. "Soon. I'll show up—once I've settled some matters."
Felix said, "Skye, before anything else, you have to go see Rachel. She's been missing you all these years—she even visits your memorial every year... cough, I mean, she just really misses you."
"Okay."
Noticing Felix had gone quiet, Skye asked, "Was there anything else?"
Felix felt too embarrassed to ask and stammered for a while. Worried that Skye might lose patience, he finally muttered, "Never mind," and quickly hung up.
After hanging up, Felix slumped into his chair with a long sigh of relief, catching his breath. The image of that stunning red-haired woman—Jessica—flashed through his mind; her mature, intoxicating allure made his heart race uncontrollably.
Felix thought, "Skye must have sent Jessica to mentor Sophia."
"Dr. Rivers!"
The nurse had called Felix's name repeatedly, but he remained unresponsive. Frustrated, she rapped her knuckles on the desk and raised her voice, "Dr. Rivers!"
Felix jumped, snapping out of his thoughts with a frown. "What is it? I'm not deaf, you know."
The young nurse muttered under her breath, "I've called you several times already."
Felix snapped, "What is it? Out with it."
The nurse said, "There's a patient here to see you."
"Got it," Felix said.
Lauren felt a pang of heartache when she noticed the dark circles under Ms. Sky's eyes. Ms. Sky had been back for less than a month, yet she'd already lost weight—constantly tackling problems day after day, overseeing both domestic and international operations, all while attending to her sister Sophia's needs.
Lauren thought, "Ms. Sky would always wait until Miss Sophia fell asleep late at night before handling paperwork or attending meetings. Even back in the day, I never saw her look so worn out and burdened with worries."
Lauren wondered, "When will Ms. Sky finally catch a break from all this exhausting work?"
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