The Kiss that Sparked it All novel Chapter 644

Balfour looked at her, "What are you getting at?"

Ellinor stood up, her gaze steady on him, "Mr. Howard, I think your teaching methods are a bit off."

Balfour chuckled, "Ms. Mendoza, I didn't even get a chance to say hello. We've barely been apart, and here we are again. But before I could ask why you were with my brother, you jumped the gun and started questioning me. Do you think you're an expert at education?"

Ellinor heard the sarcasm in Balfour's words, but she clearly didn't care.

"I'm no expert, but sadly, I've been through some pretty terrible education myself and have been on the receiving end of some horrible lessons. So I thought I'd give you a heads up and save you some regret down the line."

Balfour lounged in his chair with his elbow resting on the armrest and his long fingers lightly propping up his forehead, "What advice do you have to offer? Do tell; I'm all ears."

Ellinor glanced at Byran lying on the sickbed, his head hanging low, much like a mouse in the presence of a cat.

Then she fixed her cool and sharp gaze back onto Balfour.

"Mr. Howard, I understand you want your brother to succeed, but don't you think your way of teaching might crush his self-confidence, leaving him at a loss when faced with problems, or it could even make him start to doubt and loathe himself?"

Byran was taken aback. He looked up at Ellinor, surprised that she understood his feelings all along. She was actually speaking up for him to Balfour.

Balfour squinted his eyes, "Go on."