The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 442: Does Your Family Live by the Sea?

Ronan nodded coolly and said, "Mm. I’m done. Let’s have Summer check my answers."

"Pfft..." Willow Grant couldn’t hold it in and burst into laughter.

It wasn’t until Ronan’s icy gaze fell on her that she quickly stopped laughing and apologized, "Sorry, I lost my composure just now. I just think with a test this difficult, you shouldn’t ask Summer; you should go straight to Professor Osborne. Even my previous tutors couldn’t solve it. Other than Professor Osborne, I don’t think anyone can get it right."

You should know, "High Math" is several times harder than the question her deskmate had just brought over.

If Summer truly solved that deskmate’s problem on her own, then doing "High Math" is simply impossible!

Ronan frowned deeply and glanced over at Willow Grant.

This woman is as scheming as Rachel Ross, just looking at her makes him sick.

Ronan mercilessly said in a cold voice, "Who I show my paper to is none of your business. Do you live by the sea? Do you have to manage even my bathroom habits?"

Willow Grant was completely taken aback. She never expected someone who looked so sunny and handsome like Ronan to say such rude things.

Willow’s face flushed red, even down to her neck, feeling like she wanted to dig a hole and disappear.

As a young lady of the Grant Family, when had she ever suffered such humiliations? 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

No, no, before meeting Summer, she indeed hadn’t suffered any such slight, but after meeting Summer, everything changed.

Willow felt both angry and resentful, but this resentment was only directed at Summer.

She bit her lip, trying to maintain her calm appearance, and said again, "I was just kindly reminding you, there’s no need to speak so harshly..."

"Kindly? Sorry, I don’t need it."

Beside her, Finn Ford stood up and gave Willow Grant a push, saying, "You’re bullying my boss? Are you asking for it?"

Willow Grant had never encountered such a situation before; she nearly fell to the ground from the shove.

She struggled to regain her balance, her face turning pale.

Fearing that they would actually start a fight, she slunk back to her seat in defeat.

Sitting down, she felt as though the whole class was silently mocking her.

Willow, her eyes red with anger, tried not to cry as she overheard her deskmate bluntly asking Summer, "Summer Monroe, can you really grade ’High Math’?"

Summer softly replied with a "Mm," her voice low, but in the quiet classroom, everyone, including Willow, heard it.

Willow snorted disdainfully through her nose.

"Mm," my foot, what a load of nonsense!

That’s "High Math" we’re talking about!

Getting a few compliments and you think you’re a genius?

Her deskmate eagerly asked, "Can I watch you grade it? I happened to have done the first paper too, and I want to see."

Summer’s voice came through, "Sure."

Willow turned her head skeptically, only to see Summer swiftly grading the challenging "High Math" paper.

Her deskmate started praising Summer excitedly.

Willow could hardly believe it.

Could Summer really finish grading the High Math paper so quickly, and even help Ronan with it?

Summer then spoke up, "73 points, not bad. You made mistakes on a few cross-disciplinary questions, but there’s nothing wrong with the rest. I’ll write down the solution process for your mistakes later."

"Okay." Ronan had no doubt about the truth of Summer’s words, as if she embodied the correct answers.

Willow, unable to take it any longer, stood up and loudly asked, "Does anyone in class have the answers to ’High Math’?"