Nanny's Beloved Genius Child

Chapter 16 Trash

In Melody's place, the sun had not been seen, but it had already emitted its rays. Melody went into the house where she lived with her two beloved sisters.

From the main door, it had been seen that Felicia had been paying attention to the sheets of books for so long. He sat on the floor still in his nightgown, very focused. Melody let him, and went to Rudy's room which was only two steps away from the main door.

Melody patted the big back of her sister, Rudy. Turning around Rudy, found his brother already there. Rudy smiled widely, his cheeks looked more round and fluffy with narrow eyes that only looked inline.

Melody raised her hand which was holding a single row of bushes.

"Wake up, time for breakfast."

Finally the thirteen-year-old child woke up excitedly. Felicia heard it, and she went into Rudy's room.

"I'm not home, I'm not saying" the teenage girl said at the door.

"You're busy studying, exams huh? Eat first, Fel." Melody got up and walked out of Rudy's room and placed the stainless bushel on the table.

"Sir, I have something to ask you!" felicia.

Following Melody who was about to go to the bathroom. Melody looked over and listened for a moment. There was material that Felicia did not understand, her brother took a moment to answer the question from the sister.

Felicia can get various achievements in her school, because of her intelligence which is purely the result of effort and teachings from a great tutor, Melody. A privilege that he is always grateful for.

Finished teaching her, Melody returned back to take a bath. Felicia checked her memo records that contained important things or materials that she did not understand, it turns out there are still other problems that Felicia should have asked earlier. He glanced at the bathroom a few times, it had been quite a while. The girl decided to check.

Just arrived in the television room, it turns out Melody had collapsed asleep on a foam mattress there. Her hair was still wet, wearing pants and a tank top.

"Handling other people's children, even though your own sister is not taken care of!" decak as Felicia.

Rudy behind her suddenly denied his acceptance, "sister Melody is going to make us money!"

Rudy's words were not wrong, Felicia herself was already aware of that. He just wanted to vent his frustration. Only the adult Melody he had, the only place depended. Who would pay attention to her if not Melody?

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Saturdays and Sundays are not a time to relax, but to seek the coffers of money from other means. The tasks of the students and students who entered into his order were done by Melody in those days.

Melody jockey services are well known among slackers, rich children, or young famous artists. It even has its own site called "The Genius Child".

On Sunday this time his work has just settled into midnight, the remedial task of harvest students in the current weeks.

Finished tidying up the books and stacking several hundred sheets of paper, Melody turned off the computer monitor and then pulled the cable plug from the socket, not forgetting she turned off the printing machine she was using.

Melody pressed the light switch darkened, she came out of the room. Which should have been her room, Melody chose the television room for her bed. The woman went to see Felicia for a while, unexpectedly she was still struggling with the sheets of paper.

"Isn't the exam over? You remedial?" melody.

Suddenly Felicia was surprised by his arrival, she covered her books with her hands. Ignoring the brother's question.

"Sister Melody just got it all right? Why not just go to sleep." Felicia looked the other way.

"Yes, look at you first. You don't need help, brother?" haggard Melody, he is still strong if he has to stay up for an hour or two.

Felicia nodded, her face as if unwilling to look at her brother. Melody left immediately after saying good night to her sister.

Maybe he's in puberty

A very wrong estimate, it is difficult to read the mind of a teenager who is good at covering up problems. It's no different than himself now.

The next day, Melody again put on a look like a fool in front of her little employer, Daniel Marcelino Gray. That looked like a Monday before, lethargic as the day of tutoring arrived.

Jamie grasak-grusuk prepares himself to go to work, he constantly glances at the small clock attached to his arm. Because so late, Jamie cooks omelets only for his son, time is not overtaken if cooking for himself and Melody as well.

Daniel's drugs were handed to Melody, and strangely the boy wasn't fussy. Just according. How not, he himself mute the ringtone of his father's cell phone alarm.

"Good, as planned" said Daniel, sitting with his nanny in the dining chair.

"Smooth!" refute Daniel.

"Come on, you can do it. It's easy, put it on your tongue and then drain it down your throat using this water." Melody raised a glass of clear water in her grasp.

From behind Melody, Jamie is seen nodding in agreement to her son. Feelings of fear, yet also being challenged at the same time. Daniel snatched the whole pill over the palm of his nanny's hand violently, he placed the little thing on his tongue, there was a piercing bitterness but he was used to it. Melody held onto a glass of clear water, helping her take a mouthful to wash away the pill.

"Fwahh!!" his tongue came out, reacting to the bitter object that flowed through his throat.

"Hahaha," Melody laughed, clapping in celebration.

The boy innocently gawked for a while then jumped up and down in excitement a second later, he ran towards his father. Melody turned around, surprised that the boy's father saw that he felt bad.

"Dad, I can already take the whole pill!" exclaim Daniel.

Jamie's carrying.

"Good, good, from noon on don't mash it up again, yeah."

Melody swigged upwards. "Hehe, I'm sorry, brother."

"No, it's good, just keep teaching him to do something himself like this." Jamie took him to the front of the house.

Les is still held at Daniel's own wishes, Jamie has offered him a holiday but is rejected by him. Still the same teacher, Rosa.

For Monday, Rosa gave light materials at the request of her father, Jamie. Despite being blocked by distance, Emily acted. Ordered Daniel to give him a lot of homework.

Rosa had not mistakenly heard Emily's orders. He really gave it, thirty things to a seven-year-old boy, to do for a week.

The teacher had gone home, but Daniel's stress wasn't coming home with the teacher. Almost all the questions given are too heavy even for a genius child like him, Daniel enjoyed all of them while still healthy.

His body is now not as fit when he is still free from disease, his head often hurts when thinking too much.

Daniel can only resign by doing everything one by one starting from that moment. The boy looked at his pencil, with his weak strength.

Next to her, Melody reached into her pants pocket, picking up a cell phone.

"Little Guy, I have good advice."

Daniel's interest took a turn when the nanny pulled out her smartphone. He put a pencil and a sharpener on the study table, and sat down with a herd waiting for Melody's words like a puppy.

"There's a group of people who offer services to do tasks, you can use them" Melody explained.

The woman opened a website on her smartphone, Daniel clung to her hand to take a look. Stunned the boy when he saw the title of the site.

The first question he thought of, "a paid site?"

"Oh, yes paid, but there is a voucher code for the first user. With that voucher, Dany doesn't have to pay a dime!" melody clearly with spirit.

"What did Dany use that service for. Dany doesn't need to, Dany can do all this!!" firmly Daniel.

"Yes, it's okay." Melody remained relaxed and not pushy, she woke up looking for something. "You don't have a memo?"

Melody gave Daniel her smartphone, while the owner walked out of the study. Despite his refusal, Daniel did not mind to just browse.

While busy learning how the jockey site works, suddenly the screen changes into a call from someone, the ringtone is silent. The name "Glenn" makes Daniel prefer the red button, the call trail he removed.

Then two messages landed in the mailbox. Melody never came back, Daniel read that message even if Melody found out, she didn't have a problem. But in the end the boy threw all the messages from the ex into the trash.

Melody went back into the study room carrying a small memo in her hand, then sat down near the table where Daniel studied. Using the pencil that Daniel had shaved just now, Melody wrote a link and voucher code in her little memo, then she was torn.

"Take it, don't have access if you don't need it" said Melody, smiling, prodding a small piece of paper.

Daniel took the paper, with no intention of coming any closer.