Chapter 61 Emmitt frowned. “Why bring up Summer again? Are you two even on the same level?”


    Mirabe tapped her fingers lightly on the table. Her gaze was drifting. “Are you sure you weren’t the


    one who mentioned her first?” Emmitt choked, feeling aplete inability tomunicate effectively


    with her. With patience, he exined. “Summer’s shooting for a chance at Prestige College. And you?


    Participating in thispetition with your grades seems… somewhat pointless.” He paused for a


    second, and then added in a lower tone, “With the time you’re spending on this, you might as well


    enroll in a tutoring ss. That would be far more beneficial for you right now.” Despite his


    disappointment in his sister, he still hoped she would focus her efforts on more realistic goals instead of


    chasing some impossible dreams. Mirabe looked at him with an indifferent smile. “So, what you’re


    saying, Emmitt, is that I don’t qualify for thepetition, right?” Her smile momentarily disarmed


    Emmitt, and he replied without thinking. “That’s not what I mean. It’s just that one shouldn’t bite off


    more than they can chew.” “Okay, I get it.” Mirabe nodded, turning her gaze away and resuming her


    meal of thest bits of oatmeal in her bowl Emmitt watched his sister, who was seemingly obedient and


    quiet, but in reality, deliberately cold and distant. His feelings were a tangled mess. If he was talking to


    Summer, there’d be no such awkwardness. She would, at least. understand his intentions behind every


    word. The atmosphere at the breakfast table grew heavy. After a moment, Emmitt, finding no taste in


    his bagel set it down and looked back at Mirabe. “I’ll get you a tutor.” Mirabe looked up. puzzled.


    “Huh?” “If you’re set on thepetition, I won’t dissuade you. It just so happens I have a friend working


    at the Education Association. Maybe they can provide some guidance,” Emmitt said slowly. Those in


    the Education Association, aside from having advanced teaching credentials from top universities,


    included schrs who had made significant contributions to the country. Guidance from someone


    within the Association could Save Mirabe a lot of detours. “Thanks, but I don’t need it.” Mirabe


    politely declined. She was somewhat baffled. Why was Emmitt so convinced she was struggling to the


    point where she needed preemptive tutoring from someone in the Education Association? Emmitt didn’t


    expect her to refuse. He thought his thoughtful offer would surely move her, but she was neither


    touched nor did she hesitate for even a second before declining. Emmitt’s expression soured, and heBelonging ? N?velDram/a.Org.


    couldn’t help but raise his voice, “Do you realize how much help it would be to have guidance from


    someone within the Education Association?” Mirabe met his gaze with an unaffected look and


    remained silent. Emmitt massaged his forehead. His voice grew stern, “You know…” Suddenly, he


    remembered that she had always lived in a small town and probably hadn’t even heard of the


    Education Association. His voice trailed off, and he ended up shaking his head. “Never mind, I don’t


    know why I’m telling you all this. Standing up. Emmitt added onest thing to Mirabe, “Since you’ve


    refused, let’s pretend I never said anything.” He was done worrying about his sister. As Mirabe


    watched Emmitt’s retreating figure, she took out her phone after a while and typed out a text message.


    [Is the Education Association really that big of a deal?]