"Cough cough cough!"


    "Annie, are you okay? Slow down with the eating!" Adah was startled and quickly stood up to pat Anthea on the back.


    Karen immediately handed Anthea a napkin, her face filled with concern. "Ann, are you all right?"


    "I''m fine, I''m fine! Just went down the wrong way," Anthea reassured them as she wiped her mouth with the napkin.


    Hearing that Anthea was okay, both of them rxed.


    Adah continued, "So, Annie, don''t put too much pressure on yourself! It''s just Harvard, right? Even if you don''t ace the SATs, we''ve got ways to get you in..."


    Karen nodded in agreement.


    Anthea looked up with a smile, "Adah, Mrs. Christensen, taking shortcuts isn''t the right way! It wouldn''t be fair to others who''ve worked hard for their SATS. Don''t worry, with my smarts, I''ll definitely get into Harvard on my own merit!"


    Karen beamed at Anthea. She couldn''t be prouder. Her granddaughter-inw was simply the best. She had the option to take the easy path but chose to rely on her abilities! How many people in this world would do that like her granddaughter-inw? Truly, she thought, Anthea was the world''s best granddaughter-inw.


    "Exactly, Ann! With your intelligence and awesomeness, you''ll definitely get into Harvard!"


    Adah added, "Annie! I believe in you too!"N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


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    Meanwhile, in Capital City.


    Though Darleen had been in a car ident before, she had recovered well over time and was now back to normal. With the SATs approaching, Darleen was more determined than ever! Even though her grades were already top-notch, she couldn''t afford to ck off.


    In the circles of the wealthy, few heiresses actually had ster grades; most got into prestigious colleges through hefty donations! She was determined to stand out with her scores, to make everyone take notice and to make her mother, Edna, incredibly proud!


    Edna brought Darleen some snacks, "Darleen, have something to eat before you hit the books again."


    "Thanks, Mom."


    Edna watched Darleen with satisfaction. Her daughter had always been exceptional, mastering the arts and academics alike. She never had to worry about Darleen, who would spend her free time enrolling in various sses.


    "Darleen, how do you think you''ll do on the SATs?"


    Darleen responded, "Better than Gerard, getting into an Ivy League should be no problem."


    "Really?" Edna asked, surprised and delighted.


    Darleen nodded. Gerard''s grades were decent but not top-tier. Darleen, on the other hand, had been consistently among the top three in her ss. Gerard? Not even close to her level.


    Edna knew her daughter well. She knew Darleen never boasted without reason; if she believed she could outperform Gerard, then she must be ny percent sure of it. What couldGerard amount to? Born to less distinguished family, he might grow up amidst wealth but would never have the pedigree or bloodline topare with Darleen!


    Soon, J would have to acknowledge that only the child of her and Jonah could be the rightful heir to the Lindsay family. Everyone else was just inferior by birth!


    Edna squinted, then said, "Well, Darleen, you get back to studying. I won''t disturb you."


    After leaving the room, Edna prepared a nourishing soup she''d been brewing for J and headed over to the Lindsay family''s mansion. Upon entering, she could hear J''sughter.


    Edna frowned slightly, wondering who else could make J so joyful. In the living room, she found Gerard chatting with J.


    Since that incident, their bond seemed to have grown stronger.


    Edna squinted her eyes. "J."


    "Edna''s here," J greeted with a smile.


    Edna then greeted Gerard, "Gerry."


    Gerard ignored Edna, turning back to J, "Grandma, I''ve got a basketball game with some ssmates. I''ll head out now." Basketball? Edna''s eyes shed with sarcasm.