He quietly looked at Ellinor, speaking politely yet indifferently, "Ms. Mendoza, the kind of education you're talking about is suitable for average kids, not for my family's. He is a Howard; he has responsibilities; he can't just do whatever he pleases, get it?”
What Ellinor disliked the most was the class consciousness that oozed out of Balfour, "We're all people; no one is above anyone else.
What you call family responsibilities might not be what he's after. No matter how glamorous you make imposed duties sound, they're still imposed!
I always thought being born into a rich family would mean having no worries. You guys have had it good from the start and are able to do whatever you like without fretting over making ends meet. But from what I see now, you guys don't even have the freedom to choose your own life because it’s already pretty much set in stone!”
Balfour's gaze turned cold, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his face, "Are you done yet? If so, you can leave now."
Ellinor wasn’t done. She gave a slight smile and said, "Mr. Howard, have you ever wondered, if you're such a great educator, why is it that Byran, whom you raised single-handedly, still disappoints you?
By denying him, you're also denying your own parenting achievements. Doesn't that suggest a failure in your education?
Seems like you're not as flawless as you think!”
She hit a nerve. Balfour's brows furrowed, and he looked annoyed but stayed silent.
Ellinor continued, “I can tell your brother is really scared of you. Fear can make people submit, but it won't make them truly change.
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