Chapter 241: Chapter 241
When they arrived at Century Plaza, an old man kept glancing at Paige and followed her for quite some time.
After walking for a while, he finally asked Paige:
"Are you God Sterling?"
Being called God Sterling by an elderly man made Paige feel a bit awkward.
The old man added, "God Sterling, don’t be afraid. I’m a fan of yours, a crazy fan. Everyone around here is your crazy fan..."
Paige looked around, and if she admitted to being Paige Sterling now, she was sure there was no way she could leave smoothly today.
Crazy old people were the most frightening.
Paige could only deny it, "I’m not, you’ve got the wrong person."
"But I think you really look like her. Take off your sunglasses and let me see..." The old man continued to glance around.
Paige, "..." Newest update provıded by 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕·𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎·𝚗𝚎𝚝
So old, and yet his eyesight was so good.
Paige immediately said, "Sir, you know, you really resemble someone too..."
Paige quickly fabricated a person, "Yes, that’s right, Old Professor Keating. You two look so alike, like twins..."
The old man happily touched his face, "Really? Many people say that. Why don’t we take a photo together?"
The old man excitedly said, "I look so much like Old Professor Keating, and you look so much like God Sterling. If we take a photo and post it, wouldn’t we be like replicas of Old Professor Keating and God Sterling? Maybe we can even form a group and become internet celebrities."
Seeing Paige hesitantly taking photos, the old man pulled out his phone, "Come, come, I’ll take a picture of you."
The old man not only made a peace sign but also puckered his lips cutely, and Paige was quite startled.
After taking the picture, the old man looked through the photos saying, "The more I look at them, the more you resemble God Sterling. Can you sign an autograph for me..."
Just as he said that, he realized that Paige had disappeared.
The old man, "..." Why did that little girl run away so fast? It’s not like she’s really God Sterling and would be surrounded.
When he got home, the old man bragged to his sons and grandsons about meeting a girl who looked a lot like God Sterling today, "And she said I looked like Old Professor Keating."
His sons and grandsons twitched at the corners of their eyes.
The old man, seeing that they didn’t believe him, showed them the photo, "Look, I took a picture with her. Doesn’t she look like God Sterling? Don’t I look like Old Professor Keating?"
Wrapped up so tightly, how can you tell she looks like God Sterling?
But by her shape, she indeed looks a bit like her.
"Dad, she looks like God Sterling, but you, as Old Professor Keating... I don’t see the resemblance anywhere."
The old man was just about to be upset when his granddaughter suddenly grabbed his phone, her hands shaking excitedly, "Grandpa! Grandpa, what’s wrong with your eyes? It’s not just the resemblance; it’s really God Sterling!"
The old man pouted, "I said it kind of looks like her..."
"It’s not just resembling; it truly is!"
The old man saw how excited his granddaughter was, leaned over to take another look, "Impossible, she said she wasn’t..."
"She said she wasn’t because she was afraid of you shouting and attracting a crowd. Look at this, who else would it be but God Sterling?"
The whole family gathered around, excitedly saying, "Wow, it’s really God Sterling! Grandpa, you’re so lucky to have taken a picture with God Sterling!"
And you didn’t even know it was God Sterling.
The old man, "..." Wrapped up so tightly, how are you all sure?"
"Don’t mind the wrapping, even if God Sterling turned to ashes, I’d recognize her. Look at the figure, look at the hands, look at the face and long legs, who else could it be?"
With a closer look, the old man realized the more he looked, the more she really resembled her.
As a pop idol was right in front of him, and he didn’t recognize her for a moment, the old man felt numb and distressed.
After a while, he suddenly reacted, and snatched his phone back, quick to show off on social media and posts.
As Paige was about to arrive home, she remembered that Burt Chambers had been quite obedient lately and had also made good progress in his studies.
Since there was progress, of course, encouragement was needed.
So Paige turned around and walked into the bookstore to buy a gift for Burt Chambers, and packaged it in a delicate gift box.
When Paige got home, Julian had already prepared dinner, and Burt Chambers and Sonny Chambers were diligently focused on their studies.
Now, both brothers had the feeling that if they didn’t work hard, they’d be surpassed by the other. Each was working harder than the other, reading until they almost had cross-eyed.
Paige called Burt Chambers over, and Burt asked, "What do you want me for?"
"You’re doing well in the exams this time, I’m very pleased."
Burt Chambers, "...?"
Paige added, "So Julian and I decided to give you a gift."
Julian, "..." He wasn’t planning on giving any gifts.
On hearing Paige’s words, Burt rubbed his hands excitedly. It was hard to earn a compliment from Paige, "What are you going to give me?"
Paige took out a beautifully packaged box and handed it to Burt Chambers.
Burt Chambers looked excited, thinking that whatever Paige gave him with such importance must be significant.
Sonny Chambers looked disgruntled, "I’ve been working hard too. I’ve made progress as well. Why don’t I get a gift? Paige, that’s so unfair!"
Burt Chambers glanced smugly at Sonny Chambers and opened the exquisite gift box.
However, upon seeing the contents, his expression froze.
Inside lay stacks of "Five Three" books for various subjects in high school, piled high.
Indeed, the gift was... significant.
Paige asked, "Do you like the gift?"
Could Burt Chambers dare say he didn’t like it?
He awkwardly nodded, "I love it. Sis, you’ve been too kind to me. I’ll never forget this."
Paige turned to Sonny Chambers, "Right, you asked for a gift too, didn’t you?"
"No, no, I didn’t ask, you got it wrong..."
This kind of gift, who would want it?
Paige replied, "I’ll make sure to get yours tomorrow."
Sonny Chambers, "..." He was so shocked he almost fainted from three liters of blood loss.
Burt Chambers, looking as if he was about to cry, carefully packed away the "Five Three" books and asked Paige, "I remember when you were at school, you were a bit of a slacker, but then suddenly became a top student. Did you rely on these books?"
"I became a top student without ever looking at them."
"Then what did you look at?"
Paige, "It depended on my mood."
Burt Chambers, "...?"
Paige threw a thick stack of papers at Burt Chambers, "These are my old test papers from school, use them as a reference."
Burt Chambers casually flipped through them, finding they were from Paige’s slacker days.
"Twenty or thirty points each, and you’re giving them to me as a reference?"
Was he supposed to aim for the same scores?
Paige chuckled, "Study them thoroughly, and once you understand these problems, you’ll know how to become a top student."
Burt Chambers, "...?"
Was it that miraculous?