NovelFinishChapter 481 Mrs. Tempest had considered transferring Orion to a new school as well, but there simply weren't any elementary schools near the National Defense Polytechnic. So, no matter how much Orion protested, it was pointless.
When the Tempest family of four arrived on campus, they immediately drew attention from the students milling about.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Hey, look! That guy in the suit is so handsome. Is he a freshman's parent?" "No way. He looks like he's in his early thirties-way too young to have a college-aged kid. He must be one of the new professors." "Oh my god, he's even better-looking than our campus heartthrob. Do you know what he teaches? I want to sign up for his class." Claire glanced at the older girls who were swooning over her dad, then at her father himself-staring straight ahead, stone-faced, the very picture of cool detachment. She turned to see her mom rolling her eyes at him.
Claire sighed inwardly. Honestly, if Dad ditched the suit, people would probably believe he was a student himself. With those sharp features and striking blue eyes, it was no wonder girls fell for him at first sight.
She reached up and grabbed Mr. Tempest's hand, her voice soft and sweet. "Daddy!" The lovestruck college girls fell instantly silent, stunned by the word.
They stared at Claire in disbelief, only for Claire to grab Mrs. Tempest's hand with her other one.
"Mama." The crowd: "..." How could people this gorgeous have settled down so young? What a waste- married with kids already, at their age! Mrs. Tempest, elad in a flowing red dress and glimmering silver heels, exuded a confidence and charisma that turned heads wherever she went a true showstopper. Together, Mr. and Mrs. Tempest looked like they'd just stepped out of a magazine, and it was no surprise the campus was abuzz.
Soon, the family arrived at the registration desk.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Name?" The staff member looked straight at Mrs. Tempest, clearly mistaking her for a first-year student. Given how stunning shwas-more beautiful than most celebrities, and looking barely twenty despite being in her thirties it was an understandable mistake.
Mrs. Tempest smiled, her eyes sparkling. "I'm not here to register. It's my daughter who's enrolling today." "Your daughter?" The staff member blinked in disbelief. "You can't be old enough to have an eighteen-year-old!" Mrs. Tempest only grinned wider, flattered by the unintended compliment. "I don't have an eighteen-year-old, but I do have a five-year-old." With that, she lifted Claire up into her arms. "This is my daughter. I'm just here for support."
Now that everyone was really looking, it finally clicked-this little girl was none other than the genius prodigy who'd gone viral over the summer, even making headlines on national news. At the National Defense Polytechnic, everyone knew about her. After all, Claire was the first five-year-old ever admitted since the university's founding. "So she's the genius kid?" "She's even cuter in person than she was online!" "How does someone so young get to be that smart?"
"I finally understand what it means when people say, 'Genius is just the price of admission here. The rest of us worked our tails off to get into National Defense, and she breezed in at five!"
The crowd was abuzz with excitement and awe, and the staffer at the desk could barely contain their epthusiasm. If this little girl stayed on course, she'd no doubt grow up to be a true leader-someone who could change the world.
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