NovelXXXChapter 266 "What are your terms?" Travis stared at Citrine, waiting for her answer.
Citrine replied, "I'll keep tutoring you every day, but you have to promise your grades won't slip." Relief washed over Travis. He broke into a smile. "Alright, you've got a deal." A few days later, Travis and his friends-Sylvan, Carney, and Springer-recruited a new teammate. The five of them started meeting up after class at a gaming café to practice as a team. Every now and then, Citrine would get a special invitation from the group to cand coach them.
On Friday, during the family dinner, Weston finally found out what Travis had been up to. He exploded.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"The SATs are right around the corner and you're wasting your ton those useless games instead of studying! Are you trying to givea heart attack?" Weston's frustration was barely contained.
"Grandpa, you just don't get it. This is my dream." Travis' expression darkened, but he wasn't surprised by Weston's attitude.
Ever since he was a kid, his grandfather had never been supportive of his interest in gaming.
Weston folded his arms and scoffed, "Sdream. Travis, have you even done anything worthwhile at Havencrest Technical College all these years? You're not doing well in school, you refuse to learn the ropes at the company-and I'm stuck with a grandson who doesn't amount to anything." Travis' face went pale. He'd been scolded like this before, but never in front of the whole family. Weston didn't even bother saving him a shred of dignity.
Just as the argument was about to erupt, Citrine suddenly spoke up for Travis.
"Mr. Weston, Travis is doing really well. His overall score is already over 500- he's on track to ace the SATS. As for the company, it's just not where his interests lie. You can't force him." "Wait, did you say over 500?" Weston paused, almost thinking she was joking, and let out a disbelieving laugh. Salalso stared at Travis in shock. Everyone in the Carmichael family knew how poor his grades had been. She remembered clearly-back in junior year, there was a test that required a parent's signature. Manley was out of town, so Travis had brought the paper to her. She'd been stunned: his total score across several subjects hadn't even reached 100.
Raymond, meanwhile, stayed quiet. He knew full well that all of Travis' progress was thanks to his own daughter. Seeing Weston's skepticism, Citrine pulled out her phone and found a photo of Travis' latest practice test, along with his final exam results.
"If you don't believe me, see for yourself." She handed her phone to Weston.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Well I'll be..." Weston stared at the screen, seeing the number five at the start of Travis' total score. He was genuinely stunned.
"So you've been improving behind our backs?" Salome's voice was om half-shocked, half-proud. "Well then, Auntie owes you a big reward!"
Citrine watched their amazement and continued, "And gaming isn't just a distraction anymore-it's a realprofession now it's not just about playing for fun. Don't you remember how much you enjoyed yourself the last twe went to the arcade together?" She listed off several famous professional players and their accomplishments.
Weston wasn't particularly interested in the stories of these professional gamers, but at Citrine's mention, he couldn't help recalling the last tshe'd dragged him to the arcade. He'd actually had a good time, and the memory softened him a little. As he glanced at Citrine, something shifted in his eyes.
Why did it suddenly feel like she'd orchestrated that outing just to prepare for this very moment?
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