Chapter 59
Pregnant With CEO's Baby
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
In the interview hall.
Jeanne only spent ten minutes indeed.
After that, for a long time, no one said a word.
The female principal was obviously shocked and speechless.
After a long time, the female principal pushed her glasses and let herself look very calm as she said, âNot bad.â
The corners of Jeanneâs mouth lifted slightly.
âGo out and wait for your notice.â
Jeanne did not say much.
She held Georgeâs hand and walked out.
âWait.â The female principal called out to them.
Jeanne turned around.
âDo you think you can play the role of a mother and a father by yourself?â
âOf course.â
The female principal nodded. She was trying to find a way out for herself.
Jeanne held Georgeâs hand and returned to the hall to wait.
Phoebe looked at them with disdain. They came out after entering for a short while. They were obviously here to humiliate themselves.
About two hours later, the female principal came out to announce the results in public.
At this time, the venue was very quiet. Most of the people were nervous.
The female principal read out the name list one by one in a serious manner. âQuinton Swan, Charles James, Sherry Baker...â
Phoebe was very nervous.
Only 30 students would be accepted for this batch, and there were more than 100 people in the hall.
Phoebeâs heart was beating very fast.
In the end, Paulâs name was still not announced.
After the female principal finished reading out a long list, she took a deep breath and said, âThe last quota...â
The entire hall became even more nervous.
After all, most of the children here had not had their names announced.
Phoebe had a look of anticipationâ¦
âGeorge Lawrence.â
The entire hall was in an uproar.
Everyoneâs gaze turned to Jeanne and George.
In an instant, they became the focus of attention.
The female principal appeared very serious as she continued to say, âCongratulations to the students whose names have been called for admission to our school. The school semester starts next Monday. Before admission, you need to complete the admission procedures. The staff of our school will inform you one-on-one about the relevant matters. Thank you for your participation. Goodbye.â
After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave.
âThis is unfair!â A person suddenly shouted in the hall.
The female principal turned around and stopped.
âI seriously doubt the results of the interview at Angerburg are fair!â A man suddenly stood up in the hall and said fiercely.
The female principalâs expression was unsightly. âSince the founding of our school, weâve always upheld fairness. Do you have any objections?â
âHow can an illegitimate child from a single family be selected?! Is there some underhanded operation in Angerburg?!â The man was extremely sarcastic. It was obvious that he was saying that George had pulled some strings.
The other people who were not selected also started to agree. âThatâs right. How can someone like that be chosen? How can my son not be chosen?!â
âIf you donât give us an explanation, none of us will leave!â
The scene was a little chaotic.
Phoebe was also among the crowd, and her voice was unusually loud, âThe key is that heâs useless. Why is he allowed to enter Angerburg instead of my son?! Iâm not convinced!â
Not only those who did not pass the interview but some who did also said, âIf you let my daughter and that illegitimate child be classmates. Iâm afraid that her character will be ruined!â
In the noisy hall, Jeanne and George, who were being questioned, were very calm.
Edward, who was sitting not far away, was also very calm.
On the other hand, Nox could not sit still any longer.
Edwardâs âwifeâ was being bullied, yet he was actually so indifferent.
At the scene, the female principalâs face darkened, and she shouted, âSilence!â
The entire place fell silent.
âAngerburg is an international first-class school. Even if the children of Harkenâs imperial family enter the school, theyâll be treated equally!â The female principal said coldly, âRegarding Georgeâs admission, weâve followed the proper procedures to select him...â
âWhat right does he have to be selected?â Phoebe was very agitated. âHe doesnât know anything. What isnât my son selected when heâs skilled at everything?!â
The female principal glanced at Phoebe.
Jeanne also glanced at her.
Phoebe could still pretend that they were all relatives in the Lawrence familyâs manor, but when it involved her own interests, her greedy face was revealed.
âTo be honest, I live with George now. I know him very well. He reads childrenâs books and plays games on his phone every day. Iâve never seen him study hard. When my son was preparing for the interview, George was just playing!â Phoebe said loudly, âIf such a person can go to Angerburg, why canât the rest of us?!â
âSuch a person...â The female principalâs eyes narrowed under her glasses. âAre you sure George doesnât know anything? !â
âHe doesnât know anything!â Phoebe said fiercely, âItâs a joke that he came for the interview. Now, Angerburg actually accepted him. Does this mean that Angerburg, a prestigious school, is just a joke? And the rest of us working so hard to prepare for this school is also a joke...â
âEnough!â The female principal could not listen any further. She looked at Phoebe coldly and asked, âHow many languages does your son know?â
Phoebe was stunned for a moment before she answered loudly, âHe has been learning another language since he was young. He can now converse smoothly in that language.â
âGeorge knows five languages.â
âImpossible...â
âWhat level is your sonâs piano?â
Phoebe quickly answered, âMy sonâs violin is currently at level 5.â
âGeorge is a level 10 professional.â
Phoebe had heard that George was very good at playing the piano. âAngerburg isnât an art school. Knowing how to play a musical instrument is just a bonus but not mandatory.â
âCan your son write code?â
âCode?â
âGeorge just used two minutes to hack the internal network of Angerburg.â
â...â Phoebe did not know what to say.
âDoes your son know how to solve advanced math problems? Not simple math problems, but a research-level math problem that hasnât been solved by anyone from Angerburg even after years of training. George solved it.â
â...â
âDo you know what photographic memory is?â The female principal looked at Phoebe coldly. âLet me show you.â
The female principal asked her assistant to take out a few books.
She said to George, âGeorge, come up.â
George looked at Jeanne.
Jeanne nodded.
George walked up.
The female principal placed the books in front of everyone. âThree dictionaries from different countries. For fairness, in case you suspect any underhanded operation of Angerburg, come up.â
She pointed at Phoebe.
Phoebe gritted her teeth and went up.
âYou can flip through three pages of each dictionary,â the female principal ordered.
Phoebe did as she was told.
âGeorge, take a look,â the female principal said.
George took a few looks at each of the dictionaries, and he really just took a few looks. It was as if he only glanced through.
âAre you done?â The female principal looked at George.
George nodded.
âListen carefully!â The female principal looked at Phoebe and then turned to George. âRecite it.â
George recited everything he had just seen in three languages to everyone without missing a single word. One of them had a note that was written, and he also recited it.
Everyone was shocked.
Phoebe could not believe it at that moment.
âBy the way, does everyone know about the Mensa organization?â The female principal was very calm. After all, she had just been slapped in the face. She said, âItâs a global high IQ club and has an entry requirement of 148 IQ and above. George is one of the members, and heâs ranked eighth. So far, heâs the only underage member in the world to be on the top ten list of Mensa! So... any objections?!â