Her Cancellation of the Engagement

Chapter 17 Mr. Geller, I Can Work and Support All of You



Chapter 17 Mr. Geller, I Can Work and Support All of You

Chapter 17 Mr. Geller, I Can Work and Support All of You

The room fell into silence!

After what seemed like an eternity, Chace finally realized what was going on and anxiously asked, "Have you made a mistake? My son, Calvin, was the one who took the exam, not Ronan."

The two teachers exchanged a glance and then opened the acceptance letter to verify the name. One of them replied with a stern expression, "There's no mistake. Ronan has indeed been admitted."

One of the teachers paused and seemed to remember something and added, "Oh, I remember Calvin you just mentioned, but he didn't pass the exam."

Chace felt he was being humiliated.

It was utterly distressing!

How could the neglected Ronan, who had always been invisible in the Geller's villa, be admitted to Rheinsville Kindergarten?

How was that possible?

Even Brenna could no longer contain her composure. She stood up and asked, "Could you please check it again? Ronan didn't even take the exam. How could he be admitted? Is it possible that you've got the wrong name?"

Working in the prestigious school, the two teachers were no ordinary people.

Soon enough, they grasped the situation.

One of them responded seriously, "Ronan attended the special exam held by Mr. Galvan himself last night. The name is correct, and there is nothing wrong with the admission letter. Please stop questioning the integrity of our work."

In fact, they were not sure whether Ronan had actually taken the exam.

However, Mr. Galvan said so and the acceptance letter was issued by him.

They wouldn't inquire further.

"I didn't mean it..."

Before Brenna could finish, the teacher interjected, "Is Mr. Sherman here? I'd like to meet him."

"Why are you looking for Sherman here? He doesn't live here!" Chace, who was angry, replied impatiently.

The teacher frowned but didn't say anything.

He took out his phone and dialed the number listed in the document.

Soon, the teacher got through and immediately spoke, "Is this Mr. Sherman? We've come to deliver the admission letter. Don't you live in the Geller's villa?"

After getting Sherman's reply on the other end, the teacher said, "Is it No. 1601 in Fallingwater Community? Alright, we'll be there in a minute."

Hearing this, Brenna and the others were in shock.

Fallingwater Community?

How could that be?

How could they be living there?

After hanging up the phone, the two teachers were about to leave. Alisa, who had been lost in thought, quickly snapped out of it and walked up to them, saying, "Are you going to see my Mom and Dad? Would you mind me coming with you?"

She hadn't misheard. It was Fallingwater Community!

Why would Sherman live there?

She had to figure out what was going on.

The teacher thought about it for a moment and nodded, saying, "Alright."

On the way, Alisa couldn't believe that Sherman was actually living in Fallingwater Community.

But when they entered the neighborhood, she was dumbfounded.

They got inside.

They arrived at No. 1601, and Alisa still had doubts.

But just a minute later, the door was opened, and when she saw Sherman and Laney, Alisa's entire world turned upside down.

Her mind was still in a daze.

It wasn't until the teacher handed them the admission letter and left that she was finally able to cope with what was happening.

"Dad, Mom, why are you living here?" Alisa couldn't help but ask.

Sherman cast a glance at her and said indifferently. "We've rented this house."

They hadn't told Old Mrs. Geller and the others that they were living here, because they wanted to spare themselves any unnecessary trouble.

Little did they expect this, and now Alisa found out where they lived.

And once she knew, Old Mrs. Geller would know too.

The days ahead would be difficult.

Perhaps due to her eagerness, Alisa's tone unintentionally grew sharper, "Renting? How is that even possible? This is Fallingwater Community. They don't rent out properties here."

Laney's face turned grim immediately. She replied coldly, "Why do you find it so unbelievable? The landlord thinks that we are good people and rents it to us for 85 dollars a month. Is that so unacceptable? Alisa, even though we're not your biological parents, we've raised you for the past few years. Can't you be happy for us?"

Alisa's face became pale and explained, "No, that's not what I meant..." Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Laney shot her a glance but didn't say anything more. Nevertheless, she didn't ask Alisa to leave either.

After all, they had adopted her, and though Alisa had let them down these years, deep down they still cared about her.

She turned around and put away the admission letter.

Although it was just a kindergarten, it was very difficult to obtain the acceptance letter from Rheinsville Kindergarten.

Sherman remained silent and sat on the sofa, sipping his coffee.

Alisa looked inside. Gianna and Ronan were sitting on the balcony playing with their toys. Sherman was enjoying his coffee while watching TV, and Laney joined Gianna and Ronan on the balcony after she put away the acceptance letter.

Everything looked so happy and sweet.

It was the kind of life she had longed for.

When Sherman first adopted her, she also shared moments of love and care. Unfortunately, as time went by, her mind had changed.

Alisa pursed her lips, walked to the sofa, and took a seat. She said in a low voice, "Dad, I should be happy for my little brother going to Rheinsville Kindergarten, but have you thought about the high tuition fees? Since you have lost your job, can we really afford his education?"

Sherman's hand which was holding the cup paused. He looked up at her, asking, "What are you trying to say?"

Alisa suggested as if she were a sweet and thoughtful daughter, "To ensure that Ronan can go to school, maybe it's best if Gianna marries Mr. Finley. With the Finley family's support, we can easily cover the expenses."

Sherman sneered, "So, you're suggesting I should trade my own daughter's marriage for the sake of my son?"

Alisa bit her lip together and said nothing more.

Sherman said disappointedly, "Alisa, when I brought you home, our family was struggling, but your mother and I never gave up. Even though we had a hard life, we always made sure you had

everything you needed. I may not be very accomplished, but I would never sacrifice my children for money. Do you understand?"

"Dad, I..."

Alisa tried to explain, but Sherman cut her off, "Enough, we're about to go outside. You should head back to the Geller's villa."

Alisa clenched her fists.

She felt bitter in her heart.

They said they had treated her like their own child, but when they went out together, they just asked her to go back to the Geller's villa. She never belonged to their family.

In the end, she just turned around and left.

After she left, Sherman placed his coffee cup on the table and let out a heavy sigh.

Seeing this, Laney asked, "What's the matter? Why did you sigh?"

"Alisa is right. Even though Ronan is accepted into Rheinsville Kindergarten, we cannot afford the tuition fees. It costs over twenty thousand dollars a year. And now that with my Mom's interference, it's impossible for me to find a job in Rheinsville City. I have no idea how we're going to fix this."

Laney also sighed and made no response.

Beside them, Gianna helped Ronan put in the last piece of the jigsaw puzzle and looked up at them. With a composed demeanor, she said, "Mr. Geller, don't worry. I can work and support all of you."

Sherman, who was feeling upset and worried, couldn't help but chuckle at her words. "Well then, I'll rely on Gia to take care of us."

"No problem," Gianna said with a smile, "I'll post on News Feed that I'm looking for a job."

With these words, she took out her phone and made her very first News Feed post. [Looking for a job and need some help.]

After that, she put her phone away.

She didn't expect that she would be flooded with messages after she posted this.


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