From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 373

Let's not even go there.

Edna's got a tongue on her that no one can match.

As people age, compliments seem to be the only thing they want to hear.

Right at that moment, the butler brought a reporter into the living room. Janet quickly went to greet them.

The butler introduced, "This is a reporter, ma'am. And this is our young master Gerard's grandmother, and here's our young master Gerard himself!"

The reporter quickly handed over the microphone, "Hello, are you the valedictorian's grandmother?"

Janet was taken aback by the term 'valedictorian's grandmother', her smile so wide her eyes squinted shut.

She had been called many things in her life: Miss Janet before her marriage, Mrs. Lindsay after, the matriarch of the Lindsay family...

But this was the first time she was called the valedictorian's grandmother.

Suddenly, she felt as if her face was glowing with pride.

As the saying goes, all trades are beneath scholarship.

Janet felt this was the pinnacle of her life.

"I am," Janet nodded. "I'm Gerard's grandmother."

The reporter continued, "Valedictorian's grandmother, how do you usually educate Gerard? Could you share some parenting tips with the parents watching on TV?"

Janet proudly said, "Our Gerry, he's been bright from the start. Only three years old and he could recite nursery rhymes and the golden rules of behavior. Honestly, I didn't do much; the boy's just motivated! Loves to learn! They say spare the rod and spoil the child, but that's not right, you can't be violent with children!"

She was truly proud.

Janet had a few close friends whose grandsons also took the SATs this year.

Once the show aired, they would surely be green with envy.

Darleen, standing on the side, felt unbearable.

Just moments ago, she was the center of attention.

But in the next, she became an ugly duckling.

Merely a backdrop to Gerard.

Darleen looked up at Gerard, her eyes full of anger!

Gerard!

It was all Gerard!

If not for Gerard, Janet would be praising her, and the reporter would be interviewing her!

How did Gerard, of all people, surpass her and become the top scorer in the city?

Gerard's mom was from a lower class, and so was he!

Poor grades.

If he could, he'd trade all this to have his mother back.

But alas.

It wasn't possible.

Gerard's gaze drifted past the window, toward the horizon.

The reporter then said, "Valedictorian's grandmother, my son is taking the SATs next year. Could I perhaps take a photo with you? Maybe some of that good luck will rub off on him?"

Normally, Janet wouldn't entertain taking photos with strangers.

But today was different.

Today she wasn't just the Lindsay family's matriarch.

She was the valedictorian's grandmother!

Her grandson was the top scorer in Capital City!

Of course, she was willing to share some of that luck.

"Of course! No problem," Janet agreed without hesitation.

The reporter got his photo with Janet, and then pulled out a brand-new notebook, "Gerard, could you write a few encouraging words for my son?"

Gerard nodded, took the notebook, and penned a message: