The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 298: Going to Beijing Now_1
As soon as she said that, not only Myles Sullivan but even Emilia Sullivan and Jeff Quinlan were taken aback.
"Ghania, you..." Emilia Sullivan almost couldn’t restrain herself from saying ’Your grades aren’t even good enough to get into the National Artists University, how could you possibly be admitted to Tsinghua University,’ but the words reached her lips and she forced herself to swallow them back down.
No mother willingly crushes her own daughter’s aspirations, and she was no exception.
Even if, in her heart, she believed that Ghania wouldn’t make it, her face still struggled to conceal her lack of confidence.
Myles Sullivan could see with one glance that Ghania likely didn’t have the academic performance to meet Tsinghua University’s standards.
But he didn’t take this matter to heart, on the contrary, seeing the determination in Ghania’s eyes, a trace of satisfaction flashed through his own.
If Ghania could only come to him crying, he wouldn’t have much regard for this niece, but now, seeing her unyielding spirit, he found a reflection of the Sullivan family in her. His reaction was not as strong as Emilia Sullivan’s; he simply said indifferently.
"It’s a good idea, the family indeed should have a child attend Tsinghua University."
As he spoke, he turned to Ivy Wilmar and said, "Tsinghua University seems to have an independent recruitment process coming up, do you have time to give Ghania some additional music training?"
Ivy Wilmar, being from a prestigious family and holding a position in the music association, saw the stain of Ghania having won awards with someone else’s music pieces as something that might be hard to overcome in McKinney, but for her, it was a matter easily handled with a word.
However, Ivy Wilmar fundamentally looked down on the Quinlan family, but with her husband addressing her, she slowly put down her tea cup, sized up Ghania, and asked, "Are you willing to study music with me?"
Ghania lowered her lashes, an unusually obedient nod: "I am willing."
The sight of her deliberately obedient appearance made Ivy Wilmar feel a bout of irritation, she pursed her lips and said, "Alright then, you follow me first. If later on you can get admitted into the Music Department at Tsinghua University, I’ll take you to see Mr. Norton to see if he’s willing to take you on as his student. If Mr. Norton is willing to accept you, then you could consider your path in music set..."
Ghania vaguely remembered the name Mr. Norton sounded familiar, but couldn’t recall where she had heard it at the moment.
When she heard that if she could become a disciple of this Mr. Norton, she could completely turn her situation around, she couldn’t control her soaring spirits, biting her lip with tears glittering in her eyes, she softly said, "Aunt, I will study hard under your guidance and strive to get into Tsinghua University, not to let down your and uncle’s expectations!" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
She hadn’t even said anything critical of her, so for whom was Ghania putting on this tearful act? Ivy Wilmar gave her a sidelong glance, her red lips tightening, and coldly stated, "Your admission to Tsinghua University would be for yourself, not for anyone else."
Ghania was not foolish, she could tell Ivy Wilmar didn’t like her. Feeling somewhat aggrieved, she bit her lip and wisely followed her words, "Yes, I know. I will study hard for myself."
Ivy Wilmar didn’t care to engage with her any longer.
Myles Sullivan, seeing her striving to be progressive, was quite satisfied. He turned to Emilia Sullivan and Jeff Quinlan and said, "Since Ghania will be taking Tsinghua University’s independent recruitment exam, there’s no need for her to stay in McKinney any longer. McKinney lacks good schools, and with the time so tight, they can’t teach her much."
He made his decision: "Let’s do it this way, I’ll take Ghania back with me. She’ll stay in Beijing for the time being, and I’ll find her a tutor to properly catch up on her academics."
Jeff Quinlan didn’t believe that Ghania would successfully get into Tsinghua University, fearing she was aiming too high, only trying to compete with Nathalie Quinlan and could lose her current achievements. He hesitated, "She just transferred schools, wouldn’t it be bad to take a leave of absence?"
Myles Sullivan cast a contemptuous glance at him, stood up to pick up his phone, and asked him coldly, "Are there any good schools in McKinney?"
Compared to Beijing, McKinney was just a small city, naturally inferior in all respects. Yet, he could almost feel the disdain in his nephew-in-law’s voice, as if he had been given a slap in the face in front of everyone, his face alternating between pale and flushed, unable to speak.
Myles Sullivan, having little respect for him, couldn’t be bothered with further words, holding the phone he said to the others, "I’ll step out to make a phone call."
The Quinlan family might give up on Nathalie, but he was still willing to give it one more try!







