Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

“Master, I always feel that what he is learning now is all theoretical; whether he can succeed still needs some practical experience, don’t you think?”

Master Kingston nodded, “Of course, I only said his future potential is limitless, not that he is surpassing anyone now. The reason I’m telling you this today is mainly for you to understand that there are always others better than you in this world.”

In fact, Master Kingston would always use this phrase to remind all his students, not just about Timmy.

But Walter had come to believe that Master Kingston was now considering Mr. Lewis, the connection to a rich family, as the one superior to all others!

Walter had naturally been feeling frustrated in the past two days, so hearing Master Kingston sing in praise of that brat was even more upsetting to him.

However, he was a man in his forties and knew when to stop talking after a few tries, especially when he realized that some of the things he said were not pleasing to Master Kingston.

The third day of the lecture proceeded smoothly, and by five in the afternoon, the three-day lectures concluded perfectly.

After it ended, Walter Yonne thought of taking Master Kingston back to his hotel.

However, Master Kingston handed him the hotel room card directly.

“You and Alfredo Mitchell should cancel your rooms tonight and sleep in mine instead.”

Walter looked at Master Kingston in confusion, “And where will you be, Master?”

Master Kingston nodded towards Timmy and Kendrick Yacoub, who were already waiting by the car, “I will visit your junior’s mansion for two days, you tidy up tomorrow and head back to South Asia first, I will follow a couple of days later.”

Walter stood frozen as Master Kingston, leaving him and Alfredo behind, walked towards Timmy.

The back door of the car opened, and Walter saw Professor Steve in the car!

After the car drove away, Walter lightly kicked Alfredo who was also in a daze.

“Do you see now? How can we compete with them?”

Alfredo frowned, seemingly not understanding what Walter was trying to convey.

Walter explained, “Did you hear what Master said? He’s going to visit the young master’s mansion to ‘play’ for two days, and they even invited Professor Steve over.”

Alfredo still didn’t understand, “Yeah, I heard it. What’s wrong with our junior inviting Master over for two days?”

Walter whacked his head, “Are you made of blockhead? What I am saying is, we, the poor and disadvantageous students, can only afford to treat Master to a hot pot dinner at most. The treatment we get is probably the value of that hot pot.”

Alfredo disagreed with his sentiment, “Elder Brother, I feel like you are being too prejudiced against our junior.”

After spending three days together, Alfredo sincerely agreed from the bottom of his heart with what Master Kingston had said about their junior. There was no exaggeration at all.

His reactions, behaviour in the past few days, indicated that he was far from being a country bumpkin, he is more of a prodigy, a genius.

Seeing Alfredo had been brainwashed, Walter only said, “We’ll see when he treats you badly, it will be too late to cry to me then!”

Meanwhile, Timmy and Timothy were taking their masters, Master’s wives, and Professor Steve back to the mansion.

The steward had already arranged a party by the lake. Richelle Dunn and Tifanny arrived back at the mansion at the same time. Richelle brought Tifanny’s Master’s sister along with them too.

After introductions were made, everyone sat in small groups according to their preference, chatting and laughing. The atmosphere was lively.

Richelle Dunn had accompanied Tifanny the past three days and had gotten quite acquainted with Master Linwood’s wife. She had directly confronted Richelle about Tifanny’s learning progress and concerns over the past three days because she was always present.

As for Timmy’s master, Master Kingston, she was more familiar with him. He made a habit of giving her regular feedback on Timmy’s performance.

She was meeting Timothy’s Master, Professor Feynman for the first time.

So, after Richelle greeted other guests, she walked up to Professor Feynman and his wife with a barbecue skewer she had roasted herself.

“Sorry for neglecting you these past few days, Professor Feynman! Once again, thank you for taking Timothy as your disciple. Please take care of him in the future!”

Professor Feynman laughed, accepting the skewer she handed him. He shared half with his wife before teasing Richelle.

“Mr. Lewis never mentioned that his wife is so young and beautiful.”

Richelle laughed, “Thankyou!”

After a few pleasantries, Richelle asked about Timothy’s studies over the past three days.

Professor Feynman looked somewhat regretful. “It’s such a pity you don’t plan on staying here long. If Timothy could stay with me, I can guarantee that he would graduate faster and would achieve more than any student I’ve taught.”

Richelle understood his suggestion, but what he was suggesting wasn’t what Timothy wanted in his life.

“Yes, from now on we can only do the lessons via video. That will be a bit bothersome but it can’t be helped.”

Professor Feynman was straightforward. After enjoying the delicious skewer, he raved about it for a while before directly asking Richelle.

“Actually, considering your circumstances, it should be easy for Timothy to stay here.”

Richelle nodded, “It would be easy indeed, but we greatly value the importance of family. We prefer our children to grow up in the warmth of our family environment rather than separating them for their education. Education is just a part of their growth, not all of it. If it means the kids have to give up something else for their education, I believe it is putting the cart before the horse..”