Chapter 299:
Determined to defend her choice, Melany spoke up. “You’re mistaken, Ms. Molina. Rylie’s a lot more capable than Zaylee has led you to believe.”
Zaylee couldn’t stay quiet. “That’s not fair. I haven’t lied about anything. Rylie’s never put effort into tutoring me. Everyone knows that. Maybe she’s just trying to spite me, offering to help Melany and not me.”
Melany clamped her mouth shut, realizing Zaylee’s words could easily drag Rylie into trouble.
Letty, arms folded and voice chilly with authority, delivered her final word. “I offer my guidance out of goodwill. If you’d rather leave, that’s your choice. Just don’t expect to come back for help after you turn to Rylie. Judging by your grades, even getting into a second-rate university will be tough without my support. Think carefully before you decide.”
Melany didn’t hesitate. “I’m heading to the study,” she said.
She turned and walked off, while Letty Carter gave a dismissive huff and turned her back to the others. “Alright, everyone, time for class. The monthly exam is coming up, and I’d like to see whether Melany can manage to earn a respectable score.”
Zaylee joined in with a smirk. “That’s definitely not happening. I actually went behind the scenes and looked into Rylie’s academic records from high school. Year after year, she ranked at the very bottom. The only reason she made it into medical school was through a special admission channel. It’s not hard to imagine just how much the Kirks had to pull strings to make that happen.”
Letty raised her coffee cup and took a slow sip, her gaze filled with contempt. “Alright, alright, let’s stay out of other people’s affairs. My priority is helping all of you make clear improvements for the monthly exam. That’s what really matters.”
As soon as Melany stepped into the study, she began working through her assignments exactly as Rylie had instructed. Soon, Rylie arrived at the door of the study.
When she opened the door, she saw Melany chewing on the cap of her pen, clearly stuck on a physics question. The moonlight poured in through the tall windows, casting a silver sheen across the thickly layered formulas covering the draft paper.
“Having trouble with this one?” Rylie asked casually, pulling over a chair and glancing at the problem. She didn’t reach for the textbook; instead, she tapped the question lightly with her fingertips. “Start by writing down the formula for magnetic flux density.”
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Melany quickly jotted it down, but Rylie gave a gentle shake of her head. “The direction’s incorrect.” She reached for the draft paper and, with three clean strokes, sketched out a simple diagram. “Take a look here. Electrons don’t move in straight lines when passing through a magnetic field…”
The pen made a soft, steady sound as it moved across the page, and Melany’s eyes suddenly widened. Rylie had solved the question with a simple approach, relying only on basic concepts from high school—an explanation she had never encountered before.
“Oh my gosh!” Melany blurted out, astonished. “My teacher said we needed to set up seven different equations just to solve this!”
“Most teachers just stick to the textbook,” Rylie said as she turned to the math exam paper. “For this trigonometry question, are you stuck on the cosine rule?”
Melany gave a small nod, her cheeks flushed, only to feel Rylie tap her forehead lightly with the pen. “Eyes up.”
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