Chapter 788
Byran was seething, but had no comeback.
Ellinor happened to plop down right where Byran was doing his homework, so she casually flipped through his workbook on his desk, You can’t even finish your own assignments and even had someone else do it for you. And yet, you still have time to poke your nose into other people’s business?”
Byran got anxious and embarrassed when he saw her looking at his work. He barked, “Put that down! Don’t touch my stuff! Mind your own business!”
Ellinor put his work down and lightly tapped on the desk, “I’m not meddling, I’m an outsider, and I don’t have the right to.”
Byran let out a smug chuckle, “Glad you know!”
Ellinor’s tone was flat, “But I could tell Balfour what I saw, and let him sort you out.”
Byran tensed up instantly, “You wouldn’t dare!”
Ellinor gave a tiny smile, “Scared I might spill the beans about you getting someone else to do your homework?”
Byran stared at her unhappily. “No shit! You’re just stirring the pot.”
Ellinor smiled faintly; her eyes turned serious, and she tapped the desk again, “Then erase it and start over!”
Byran looked defiant, “I don’t need you butting in! You’re a flake yourself; what right do you have to tell me what to do?”
Ellinor didn’t argue. She just took out her phone, ready to make a call.
After seeing this, Byran’s face turned pale, and he rushed forward to stop her, “What the hell are you doing? Stop!”
Ellinor hid her phone behind her back and dodged Byran’s attempt to snatch it, “So, are you gonna erase it and start over?”
The thing Byran feared the most was his strict older brother. No matter how defiant he was, he had to compromise, “Fine! I’ll do it myself. Put your phone away, don’t you dare call my brother!”
Ellinor raised an eyebrow. After seeing him finally give in, she temporarily put her phone away.
Truth be told, she never had any intention of calling Balfour. She just wanted to scare Byran a bit.
She didn’t want to have anything to do with Balfour; there was no way she’d call him.
She just wanted Byran to do his homework properly and stop bothering her over Patricia.
Byran sat back down, erased the part that someone else had done for him, and reluctantly started over.
Ellinor watched as he wrote a few words, then shook her head, “Who would have thought that a boy with your handsome looks would have handwriting that looked like a spider crawled across the page.”
Byran’s face turned red, “Ellinor! You’re crossing the line! Who asked you to watch me do my homework? Scram!”
Ellinor didn’t leave, as he had demanded. Instead, she took a pen out of the pencil box and circled a point on the problem Byran was working on, “This is how you do this question? Look at it! Remember the formula I taught you? Apply it yourself!”
