Chapter 506: Fighting for One Last Breath
’But no, Anton Xavier only had eyes for that little slut. He even had children with her. I bet they have grandchildren by now. He must be living so comfortably abroad, while I was left here in Xavier Village to suffer endlessly.’
’Thankfully, heaven blessed me with such a wonderful grandson. That little slut’s grandson could never compare to my Clayton. I will make sure Clayton gets into Aethelgard University. Then he’ll go abroad and find Anton Xavier, and I’ll make both Anton and that slut see for themselves that even on my own, I, Melissa, have not brought shame upon the Xavier ancestors! I’ve raised an outstanding heir for the Xavier family!’
’I have to live a long life. I have to live to see that little slut die before I do. If the heavens have eyes, they won’t let her have an easy time. Even if I only outlive her by a single breath, I’ll still have won.’
"Don’t worry, Grandma. I’ll definitely get into Aethelgard University."
Clayton Xavier was thrilled. His grandma had finally stopped opposing him working. As long as she agreed, his mother certainly wouldn’t have any objections.
"Mr. Tate is tutoring me, too. I’m finally understanding things that I was stuck on before. It’s like everything just clicked! My study efficiency has improved by at least half," Clayton Xavier added, sharing more good news. His grandmother’s joy was written all over her face.
"You mean Mr. Tate? The one who returned from abroad? How do you know him?"
The old madam didn’t know about Old Master Tate’s connection to the Hawthorne family. She had only vaguely heard of him—a pitiful "capitalist-roader," a man of immense talent, learned in both Eastern and Western knowledge, who had simply fallen on hard times. ’If Clayton can get guidance from Mr. Tate,’ she thought, ’then Aethelgard University is practically guaranteed!’
Clayton Xavier smiled faintly and replied, "Mr. Tate has been living with Kenneth for all these years. Grandpa Thorne had the children in his family formally become Mr. Tate’s students, and they study with him in their spare time. That little girl, she’s a foreign language prodigy. Her skills are even better than Kenneth’s. She’s actually the one who asked Mr. Tate to tutor me. It’s just... my foundation in foreign languages is terrible, so I have to start from scratch."
A hint of frustration crossed the handsome young man’s face. He had never been exposed to a foreign language before, and after just a few days of studying with the old master, he was beginning to realize how ignorant he was, which made him feel ashamed.
’I always thought I was pretty smart, that I had a decent talent for learning. But after seeing Adrian Hawthorne and Tang Xiao’nan, I finally realize how big the gap is. Compared to them, my meager talent is nothing special. Even that little girl, Tang Xiao’nan, is stronger than me.’
The old madam was overjoyed. ’With a good teacher, you get twice the results with half the effort. Clayton won’t have to work himself to the bone studying anymore. The Thorne family really are our benefactors. Especially that chubby girl, Tang Xiao’nan—she’s a true lucky charm. The rumors about her are really true!’
"Don’t worry about having a weak foundation. Grandma believes you can master it. You must be respectful to Mr. Tate. Don’t be like those others who slighted him. I’ll speak with your mother. We need to prepare a proper tuition gift for Mr. Tate. We must observe all the proper courtesies," the old madam said.
Clayton Xavier nodded. "With the Thorne family looking out for him, no one dares to disrespect Mr. Tate anymore. Grandma, you must be tired from walking. Let me carry you on my back."
The old madam stopped him from bending down, saying with a smile, "I’m not tired. I’m just so happy. I feel like I could walk for miles and not get tired. Our family’s good luck has finally arrived! Tonight, tell your mother to make some special dishes. We have to celebrate properly."
Clayton Xavier smiled and nodded, his heart filled with the same joy—a joy born from a sense of accomplishment. He felt an even deeper gratitude toward Adrian Hawthorne and Tang Xiao’nan. They were true benefactors in his life, and he would remember their kindness for as long as he lived.
The grandmother and grandson were almost home when they heard shouting coming from inside. The joy on their faces vanished in an instant, and they both frowned deeply.
It was Storm Xavier and Verna Golding, and from the sound of it, they were having a serious fight.