Grady let out a soft hum, sinking back into his chair, his tense features easing up now that Mirabe was out of the car.


    "Still can''t figure out who wiped Miss''s records. I''ve dug into her medical history multiple times, but it''s like they never existed," As said, gripping the steering wheel, his face dark with frustration.


    Theck of information only made things more suspicious.


    Lost in thought, As suddenly blurted out, "Do you think Mr. Nick could''ve erased Miss''s records?"


    Grady''s gaze drifted to the bustling traffic outside. After a long moment, he replied, "That doesn''t matter."


    As nced at him, about to say something, but Grady''s phone rang. Raising a hand, Grady signaled As to stay quiet and answered the call.


    "... Yes, the youngdy is exceptional-well-mannered, neither arrogant nor rash. She even aced her final exams. Don''t worry, I''ve got it all under control. You take care of yourself too."


    The call ended quickly.


    "Was that Keir?" As whispered.


    Grady, still holding his phone, paused before replying, "Yeah."


    "Keir called to check on the youngdy, huh?" As chuckled, "Even though he''s never met her, it''s clear he''s pretty concerned."


    Pausing, As''s mind wandered to Summer, "Keir never paid much attention to Miss Summer. It''s funny how blood ties work."


    Grady''s expression turned icy, "Just drive."


    Seeing Grady''s reluctance to chat, As mmed up.


    **


    Back home, Mirabe didn''t mention running into Grady.


    After Delh discovered her daughter''s final exam scores, both parents sat on the couch, stunned for a good half hour.


    Knowing their daughter was a good student was one thing, but a perfect score in humanities? That was mind-blowing.


    They even checked online for past years'' final exam scores. While there were perfect essays each year, a perfect score across all humanities subjects was unheard of.


    Mirabe grabbed a soda from the fridge, took a few sips, and wandered back into the living room. Noticing her parents still staring at her, she raised an eyebrow, "What''s with the looks?"


    Delh swallowed hard, her voice a bit scratchy, "Your final exam scores are out. Have you checked?"


    Mirabe took another sip, then nodded, giving a casual hum.


    Seeing her daughter''s calm demeanor, Delh felt an overwhelming urge to


    throttle her, "You scored perfect marks!!"


    Mirabe flopped onto the couch, crossing her legszily, "I know."


    Delh was speechless.


    Was a casual ''I know'' all it took to settle this?


    Shawn, trying to suppress his own urge to lecture their daughter, cleared his throat and gently tugged on his wife''s hand, "Our family''s never had a valedictorian. This calls for a big celebration."


    Delh hadn''t thought that far ahead, but her husband''s suggestion shifted her focus. She nodded, "Absolutely, I''ll start drafting a guest list right away..."