Chapter 837

Nana gave Harold and Jane a big thumbs-up, clearly pleased. Jane, brimming with pride, mirrored the gesture with her tiny thumb, the two sharing a silent, triumphant connection across the room. Harold, however, stood there utterly bewildered, having nodded in agreement without the faintest clue what was happening. His expression was a perfect picture of cluelessness. Once Jane finished her exchange with Nana, she turned to Harold, who still looked lost. With an earnest little face, she leaned in and whispered conspiratorially, "Sister Nana wants to focus on teaching the five older kids, so she asked us to be little teachers for the younger ones." The moment Harold heard this, his eyes instinctively darted to Mina, who was absorbed in picking at her nails, and then to the boy beside her, meticulously carving up an eraser. His eyelid twitched involuntarily. It wasn’t that he lacked compassion or didn’t want to help these kids. But the mere mention of tutoring brought back traumatic memor