Chapter 769 Tough Girl
"Piano teacher?” Julia Ward was dumbfounded. She pointed at Deirdre and only found her voice after a while to
say, "My grandfather is so old that he became demented, right? He's pretty desperate, isn't he? It's fine if he's
hiring a piano teacher, but he has actually hired a blind one!?"
The girl spoke in an uncourteous tone, but Deirdre did not pay attention to that at all.
Shauna said, 'You may call Prof. Ward to verify."
Julia refused to believe these people, so she walked inside to make a call in her slippers. After a while, her voice was
heard coming from the room." What the h*ck, grandfather!?" "She can't even see! Am I going to learn from the
teacher or learn to trouble myself?
'Yes! You're kind, magnanimous, and ready to help others, but don't you try to implicate your granddaughter!
"I really... Forget it!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter a while, Julia walked out, slamming the door in a rage, and said to Deirdre, "Come in. I’m just going to put this
out there. I won’t be bothered to care for you even if you're blind. Figure out a way to get water for yourself if
you’re thirsty. Also, if you can't teach, you're still going to be fired!"
Deirdre nodded repeatedly.
Shauna said softly, "Even though this girl is absolutely lawless, she still obeys Prof. Ward's order to a certain extent.
As such, you can set your mind at ease and teach your lessons here."
Deirdre replied with a smile while Shauna patted her shoulder. "I shall make a move first. Call me if you need
anything."
After Shauna left, Deirdre removed her shoes and entered the house.
Julia heaved a sigh upon seeing that. "Why are you taking off your shoes?
Where are your manners? Are you trying to get me to smell if your feet stink?"
Deirdre was embarrassed. "My shoes are dirty." 'You can't just walk around barefoot, right? The floor here is not
made of wood but tiles. If you stay barefoot in such cold weather, my grandfather will think I'm bullying you when
he's home!" Julia was impatient, but she still brought a pair of house slippers to Deirdre. "Wear these."
Deirdre was caught by surprise. She smiled after putting on the slippers.
She did not realize that the cold tiles would be bad for her, yet Julia was much more considerate than her. It was
apparent that Julia was not as cynical and disrespectful as she portrayed herself.
"Why are you smiling? It’s kind of scary..." asked Julian, but Deirdre shook her head.
Deirdre figured that Julian would be infuriated from embarrassment if she were to speak her mind.
"Where is the piano? We shall begin the lesson now." "Why are you in such a rush?" Julia sat on the sofa. "I'll order
some takeout, and we’ll see after I eat." "Eat? Is it time for dinner?"
Julia rolled her eyes. You don’t have the concept of time because you can't see, huh? It’s time for lunch, of course."
"Lunch?" Deirdre was astounded. "Isn't it three in the afternoon now?"
Julia furrowed her eyebrows. "Is it wrong that I didn't feel like eating earlier? Why do you have to be such a
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbusybody?"
Deirdre took a seat on a stool upon hearing that.
20 minutes passed, and Julia received her food delivery. She tossed away the food after removing the package and
ate two bites.
Deirdre said, "Are you done?" "Hmm." "I believe that... you haven't finished your food, right?"
Julia glared at her. "Are you a piano teacher or a nanny? Is it wrong that I don’t enjoy the takeout?" 'You don't enjoy
the takeout, but you ordered it.'
Deirdre kept quiet for a moment before she said, "Where's the personal chef at home?"
Julia was still a child, after all. She said in a slightly proud tone, "She quitted after I infuriated her. Don’t worry.
You're no exception, either. When my grandfather can’t be bothered with me anymore, it will be time for you to
leave too."
She assumed that Deirdre would express her disdain or be troubled upon hearing her remark. Unexpectedly,
Deirdre only smiled.