My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Arranging the Best School for Her Daughter

Looking at the adorable and sensible Candy, Damien Vaughn couldn’t bear to see her face any more setbacks, but he couldn’t just step in and help her directly.

He thought for a moment, then took out his phone.

"I have an actual preschool entrance exam here. If you can get a perfect score, you can get into the best kindergarten in Veridia, and it’s free. Candy, want to give it a try?"

Candy had no idea such a wonderful opportunity existed in the world—that getting a perfect score meant free tuition.

Wanting to save her mom money, she raised her hand without a second thought.

"Really? I want to try!"

"Mommy taught me to recognize lots of words and I’ve read a lot of books. I think I can do it!"

Damien Vaughn handed her the phone, and Candy started tapping on the screen.

Soon, the results were in. She had scored a perfect one hundred.

Damien Vaughn was once again in awe of her intelligence.

"Give me your mom’s phone number. Candy, you’ve earned yourself a spot in a new school with your own ability."

The two chatted for a little while before Candy headed home so her godmother wouldn’t worry. Damien Vaughn returned to his company.

He personally called a director at the Education Bureau and gave him Cecelia Archer’s number, telling him to get in touch.

Soon after, Cecelia Archer, who was busy at her street stall, received a call.

"Your daughter has passed our school’s entrance exam with outstanding results. Please come in to register tomorrow morning with her household registration document. All tuition for the next three years will be waived."

Cecelia Archer was stunned.

She knew her daughter was smart and hardworking, but she never imagined Candy had secretly taken an entrance exam online.

Not only did she get the top score, but her tuition was completely waived!

’What a little angel I’ve given birth to!’

Overjoyed, Cecelia Archer quickly packed up her stall and hurried home. After confirming with Candy that she had indeed taken the test, she took her to the local community kindergarten to get a tuition refund. The very next day, Candy was enrolled in Veridia’s most prestigious public kindergarten—Veridia University Affiliated Kindergarten.

Doris Morton remarked with emotion that Candy had carved out a path to cross class divides on her own merit.

After all, the children who got into Veridia University Affiliated Kindergarten came from families that were either powerful or wealthy.

Since she would be studying alongside the sons and daughters of high society from a young age, how could she possibly fail to build connections for the future?

But Cecelia Archer had never thought of it that way.

In her eyes, it was enough that her daughter had a school to attend, a safe and clean environment, and could grow up healthy and happy.

Candy started school, while Cecelia continued to send out résumés and run her stall every day. A week flew by in a flash.

One day, while Cecelia Archer was busy, she suddenly got a call from a teacher.

"Candy’s mother? I’m so sorry, but Candy had a bit of an accident at school. She’s at the hospital now, could you please come over?"

’What? Candy had an accident and was in the hospital?!’

Cecelia Archer rushed to the hospital.

In the hospital room, Candy’s arm was wrapped in gauze. She was sitting next to a little boy with a bandaged forehead, while their teacher tried to comfort them.

Cecelia Archer dashed to Candy’s side, taking her arm to inspect it from top to bottom, her heart aching.

"How are you, sweetie? Are you okay? You’re not hurt anywhere else, are you?"

"I’m so sorry, Mommy’s late. You’ve been through so much. I’m so, so sorry!"

Candy hugged her mother and soothed her gently. "It’s okay, Mommy, you don’t need to apologize. It’s not your fault. I’m fine. See? I’m all better now, aren’t I?"

But Cecelia Archer still felt terribly guilty.

’She’s only been in school for a few days and this already happened. I’ve been so focused on making money at the stall lately that I’ve completely neglected her.’

"This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have sent you to a school so far away just to save money. Did someone bully you? That’s it, we’re not going back to that school. I just want you to be safe..."

"Tch!"

"I don’t need anything. And I didn’t stand up for her, so don’t get the wrong idea. I don’t need you to treat me."

’Wow! He’s so proud and prickly for someone so young!’

Cecelia was genuinely curious what kind of parents could raise a child with such a personality. She chuckled.

"You’re right, I don’t have a lot of money. But I can still afford a small gift to show my gratitude. Come on, just tell me. I really do want to thank you."

"How boring."

With that, the boy ruthlessly looked away again and stood up from his chair.

"Stop talking to me. I couldn’t care less about your gift. Get out of my way!"

He started to walk out, but just as Cecelia was about to stop him, a doctor entered with two nurses.

"Is Candy Archer’s parent here?"

"Yes, Doctor. I’m her mother."

The doctor gave her a quick look. "The child’s platelet count is a bit low, so her blood doesn’t clot very well. You’ll need to be more careful from now on. Try to make sure she doesn’t get injured again."

Cecelia was taken aback. "Low platelet count? Why would that be?"

"There are many potential causes..."

The doctor seemed to be choosing his words carefully. "If you’re really concerned, bring her in for a full physical when you have time. Also, make sure she’s getting proper nutrition. Anemia can sometimes be a cause."

Cecelia Archer picked Candy up and looked at the gauze, which was soaked through with red. A fresh wave of pain washed over her heart.

"Thank you, Doctor. I understand."

The doctor had just left when another group of people burst into the room.

A middle-aged woman in the lead rushed straight toward the boy, her face a mask of anxiety and heartache.

"Young Master, I’m so sorry I’m late! How are you, Young Master?"