The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 1239

Kari couldn't help but marvel at how Ronald was consistently amazing.

By 10 a.m., the grades were posted online.

Kari was the first to hit refresh, and Ronald took a deep breath. Before he even had a chance to look, Kari's eyes lit up with surprise, and she suddenly hugged Ronald tightly, exclaiming, "Bro! You nailed it—totally nailed it!"

For a moment, Ronald froze.

Kari, two years his junior and in the throes of adolescence, carried a faint scent of flowers on her – it was the fragrance of the shower gel Willa had bought, yet mingled with a unique sweetness that belonged to her youth.

The moment she leaned in, Ronald felt his blood run cold.

Kari was ecstatic, "Bro, you're absolutely brilliant!"

Feeling awkward, Ronald gently pushed Kari away, "Let me see."

On the computer screen was a string of numbers.

748 points.

Out of a possible 750.

Except for English, he had scored perfect marks in all subjects.

"Bro, you've actually made it to the Ivy League of high schools!"

Seeing the score, Ronald breathed a sigh of relief. He had felt immense pressure lately, afraid of letting Willa down or causing her trouble.

As Kari laughed, she remembered Ronald's hard work over the past few months and began to tear up, "Bro, you've worked so hard recently. Let's take it easy this summer."

Ronald took a photo of the score with his phone, pulling Kari along, "Mom mentioned she wanted shrimp. Tonight, I'll cook some garlic butter shrimp for her."

"Awesome!" Kari cheered.

The siblings headed to the market to buy the freshest shrimp and returned home before Willa was back.

Ronald was a great cook, but Willa worried it would distract him from his studies and rarely allowed him to cook.

Rolling up his sleeves, Ronald got to work while Kari chatted on the phone with a friend, pride in her voice, "Yeah, my brother's results are out. He scored 748, definitely the top of his class—"