NovelUSAChapter 286 That morning, the entire Carmichael family gathered in the living room at the crack of dawn, all waiting for Citrine to check her test results.
When Weston and Manley arrived, their first question for Raymond was, "Where's Citrine?" Salglanced around the empty living room. "Ray, the SAT scores are out today. Has Citrine checked hers yet?" Raymond, calm as always, poured himself a glass of water. "Not yet. She's still asleep." Salcouldn't help but worry, seeing how relaxed her brother was. "Ray, aren't you even the least bit anxious? This is a big deal." "Don't worry. Citrine knows what she's doing." He'd asked her about it the day she finished the exam, and all she'd said was, "It's in the bag." Raymond had always trusted his daughter completely, and this twas no different.
He glanced at the others, his tone warning, "And none of you are to bother Citrine. She didn't sleep well last night and needs to catch up on rest." No one had any complaints about that.
Meanwhile, Weston shot a stern look at Travis. "You-go check your results. If you didn't get into college, I'll break your legs myself." Travis gulped, intimidated by his grandfather's glare.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtResigned, he sat down at the family computer, typing in his nand candidate number.
The moment his scores appeared on the screen, Travis shot to his feet, barely able to contain his excitement. "I got in!" he shouted.
Weston, Manley, and the rest immediately crowded around him.
When they saw the score-612-they were all stunned.
It should have been a moment for celebration, but aside from Raymond, everyone's expression darkened.
Weston looked at him sternly. "Travis, be honest. Did you cheat?" Salfrowned. "Cclean now, or it'll only be worse later." Manley's face was clouded with suspicion. "You didn't cheat just so you could get that car from my garage, did you?" Even though Citrine had shown them Travis's last test-where he'd scored in the 500s-they'd chalked it up to dumb luck, never really believing he had it in him.
Travis looked at all of them, rolling his eyes tically. "Seriously? No cheating. I earned this myself." Even Raymond couldn't stay silent anymore. He stepped in to vouch for Travis. "He didn't cheat. Citrine's been tutoring him since junior year. If he hadn't managed this score, all her hard work would've gone to waste." That explanation finally settled the room. The Carmichaels gradually accepted the surprising truth. Weston cleared his throat, trying to hide his awkwardness. "You did well this time, but don't get complacent. Keep it up. Don't embarrass the Carmichael name." Everyone in the family looked at Travis and smiled.
They all knew how hard it was for Weston to say something like that.
It meant he'd finally accepted Travis as his grandson.
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For the first time, Travis felt what it was like to be the pride of the family. It was a great feeling. He kind of liked it.
All thanks to Citrine-without her, he'd probably still be a good-for-nothing slacker.
As the clock crept toward nine, Weston and the others grew om increasingly restless and anxious.
Travis could see right through them.
He grinned. "I know Citrine's candidate number. Letcheck her results for her."
"Why didn't you say so earlier? Go on, check!" The family crowded around him, suddenly bursting with anticipation. Without hesitation, Travis keyed in Citrine's details and hit enter.
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