"No, thank you," Sheryl said quickly, without even sparing a glance at the file. "BM Corporation told me that they will help make the arrangements for Shirley's schooling. You don't have to worry about it."
"Sher," Charles said softly. He frowned slightly as he continued, "At least take a look at the file before you make up your mind. The school that BM Corporation plans to send Shirley to is a decent school, but as Shirley's father, I want nothing but the best for her. What's more, I can afford the best school for her too. We don't need to worry about troubling other people."
Reluctantly, Sheryl opened the file and scanned through it. The more she read, the more she felt like she was reading the brochure for a school in a more advanced country. She wasn't sure if she should be impressed or intimidated by the content in front of her eyes. Finally, she asked in an incredulous tone, "Charles, is this school really in Y City?"
"Of course." Charles nodded slightly. Eager to persuade Sheryl, he quickly added, "It's very hard to be admitted into this school. I had to put in a lot of effort but I managed to secure two places for both Shirley and Clark. What I love most about this school is their security measures. I don't want the kids to face any more danger, so that's what makes this school the top choice for me."
Sheryl flipped through the school's introduction again. She noted that the school was fully quipped with all the facilities you could think of - high tech computer labs, tennis courts, a swimming pool, not to mention only hiring the nation's top teachers - you named it, they had it. It was indeed every parent's dream school for their children and she was convinced that Shirley and Clark would get the best education there. It was no wonder all the elite sent their children there. Suddenly, she saw something in the brochure that made her stop flipping and she stared at it again closely, hoping she had read the details wrongly.
"Charles, am I reading this wrong? Is this really the cost for a year's tuition?" she exclaimed. Sheryl's eyes were wide with disbelief.
"No, this is the fee for one semester." Seeing Sherly open her mouth to object, he quickly reassured her, "Don't worry, they are my children and I will pay for them. All I need from you is your green light and Shirley can start attending classes tomorrow."
"But..." she sputtered. "Even for you, this way is too costly!" The tuition fees were equal to five years of a regular family's income. She had thought it was outrageously expensive for a year's education, and finding out that it was meant for only one semester made her even more uncomfortable.
To make things worse, Charles would be paying for not one, but two children. Even though she knew he could afford it, it still made her extremely guilty to accept his kindness.
"It's no big deal," Charles said, seeing the trepidation in her face. "Every man is willing to do anything so their daughter can lead the best life possible. I missed out on the first few years so I intend to pamper her as much as I can. What's most important is that I want to be the perfect example of a good man so she wouldn't be deceived by any Tom, Dick and Harry when she grows up."
Sheryl couldn't help giggling at the overconfident, pompous expression on his face as he said the last part. "Good man? Are you sure about that?" she teased. She quickly grew serious again as she gazed at the file in her hands. Finally she looked up at Charles and said, "Okay, I agree."
Charles was overjoyed at her words. The feeling of success was even sweeter than securing a huge business deal.
Sheryl came home to see Sue still practicing, looking as if she hadn't taken a break at all. She looked over at Sue curiously but decided to remain silent.
Around two in the afternoon, Sue went outside to answer a call, just as Sheryl came out of the bathroom.
Sue frowned as she talked on the phone, so distracted that she didn't even notice Sheryl standing not far behind her.
"I told you, I have some things to settle right now and can't go with you. You can wait all you want or you can go back without me. Just stop nagging at me, it's not going to work."
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