CHAPTER 112: CHAPTER 112: LORD FITZGERALD GETS A KISS

Dylan Quinlan didn’t notice either.

After sending the message, he put away his phone and got busy.

As for Jasper Fitzgerald, he also didn’t reply, probably busy.

When Sabrina Hayes got in the car with Zara, Tessa Hughes knew about it and started praising, "Our darling Zara is amazing, an absolute little genius, winning such a big prize in her first competition, incredibly impressive, even your godmother feels proud!"

Sabrina felt particularly proud as well.

She patted the little one’s head and said, "Shall we take Zara out to celebrate tonight? Let’s invite Grandpa and Grandma and have something delicious together?"

Zara blushed at the compliments. Hearing about the celebration, she nodded immediately, not forgetting to remind in her childish voice, "We have to bring Sparky too."

"Of course, he’s a member of our family too!"

Sabrina readily agreed.

During dinner, when her parents heard the news, they were extremely happy too.

Galina Young even got teary-eyed, "Our Zara has come so far; it’s truly remarkable. Mr. Fitzgerald is incredible, discovering Zara’s talent in painting!"

Charles Hayes followed with a sigh, "Indeed! I’ve heard about that award, it’s quite authoritative in the country. Our darling Zara, she could become a little artist in the future, isn’t that wonderful?"

Zara looked serious, gazing at her grandparents, and said in her childish voice, "Grandma, don’t cry. Zara will work even harder on painting!"

"Alright, alright, our Zara is the best!"

Both grandparents were extremely happy.

That night, the celebratory dinner ended in a joyful atmosphere.

The next day, after breakfast, Sabrina Hayes took Zara to school.

The award ceremony, though simple, was filled with an elevated atmosphere.

The parents of other children were also eager to attend and witness the event!

Though the children’s artworks weren’t at a professional level, each piece represented their inner world.

This allowed the parents to better understand their children’s current state of recovery.

As the initiator, Dylan Quinlan stood in a suit on stage, hosting, announcing the awards, and also asking the winning children about their thoughts while creating their paintings.

Under his guidance, most of the children shared their thoughts, moving the parents in the audience to tears.

Finally, it was Zara’s turn, and Dylan specifically introduced, "This last little star is Zara. She’s the latest girl to join our class, and she won first prize in the painting competition, truly outstanding and amazing.

When she first came here, her autism was very severe, and she could hardly communicate normally with anyone.

Later, under the guidance of a psychologist, she began painting and discovered her talent, gradually developing an interest in exploring the outside world.

So, this award holds extraordinary significance for her. Now, parents, could we give her a round of applause?

I also believe other children will become wonderful just like Zara!"

The parents in the audience, naturally supportive, applauded warmly.

The applause was thunderous.

And Zara, under everyone’s gaze, went up to receive her award.

The little girl was a bit stage-frightened at first, but upon reaching the center of the stage and receiving the trophy, she gradually relaxed, her eyes beginning to shine, a cute and sweet smile forming on her lips.

"It’s Little Red Riding Hood again, still so adorable, can I steal her home?"

"Oh, she’s the daughter of my dreams, good-looking and talented... If only she were mine, then I’d have a son and daughter!"

"This painting, it’s really well done. No wonder she won, truly impressive..."

Sabrina stood at the side of the stage, looking at this scene, her eyes inexplicably misty.

In the past, because of Zara’s condition, they’d been cold-shouldered, sneered at, and endured grievances at the Hawthorne Family; all those sadnesses seemed to dissolve at this moment.

Her Zara was indeed an outstanding child.

All the efforts and care over the years hadn’t been in vain.

The family had always believed Zara would recover, except for that man... blind, distrustful!

At this moment, Zara came down from the stage holding her trophy and certificate.

She almost flew into Sabrina’s arms, saying in her sweet voice, "Mommy, this trophy is for you~"

Sabrina returned to her senses, surprised, "Why?"

Zara said as a matter of course, "Want Mommy to be happy, not cry... and later, Zara will win even more trophies!"

Sabrina was touched, immediately accepting it, "Alright, thank you, darling. Mommy will display it proudly at home."

Zara nodded her little head, then picked up the certificate, saying, "This one, I want to give to Uncle... Uncle taught Zara painting..."

Sabrina naturally had no objection.

Zara’s achievements today were thanks to Mr. Fitzgerald.

This honor, he deserved a share too!

"Okay."

Without another thought, she agreed, taking out her phone, "Then Mommy will call him now."

As Dylan finished his closing remarks and came down from the stage, he overheard this and instinctively wanted to remind, "No need to call, Jasper is probably busy..."

The message sent yesterday still hadn’t been replied to!

However, before he finished speaking, Sabrina’s call was already picked up.

Dylan, "???"

Sabrina didn’t listen closely to what he said, her attention was on the person on the other end.

Upon hearing the familiar deep voice, she immediately said, "Mr. Fitzgerald, are you free now? Would it be convenient to meet up?"

"What’s up? Did something happen?"

Jasper Fitzgerald’s voice was calm, with a hint of concern.

Sabrina quickly replied, "Nothing happened, it’s just..."

She briefly explained that Zara had won an award in painting and wanted to give the certificate to him.

"Zara said it’s thanks to your teaching, and she wanted to remember that."

After hearing her, Jasper chuckled, "Sure, I just finished my work. I’ll meet you at the school later."

"Okay."

Sabrina responded and hung up.

It was then that Jasper noticed the message from his friend.

He raised an eyebrow slightly.

Daughter?

A fine high achiever, how did she suddenly become illiterate?

Without paying much attention, he put away his phone and quickly instructed Nash Spencer, "To Luminos Academy."

Nash complied, immediately driving over.

When they arrived, Sabrina and Zara were already waiting at the school gate.

As soon as she saw the familiar vehicle, little Zara immediately ran over with her short little legs.

Jasper Fitzgerald stepped out from the back seat, barely stood before his long leg, wrapped in suit pants, was hugged by the little cub.

"Uncle."

Zara, resembling a little pendant, looked up at him, her voice sugary sweet.

Jasper lowered his gaze, patted her head, and said, "Running so fast, aren’t you afraid of falling?"

Zara giggled, shaking her head, "Not at all..."

Then handed over the certificate, "Gift."

Jasper took it, opened it, and glanced at it.

It was indeed a first prize.

"Zara is truly amazing!"

He didn’t hesitate to praise, "I knew you could do it!"

As he spoke, Nash Spencer also got out of the car, holding a cute, pink box in his hands.

Jasper spotted it, took it, and handed it to Zara, "This is a reward for your ’achievement’!"

Zara’s eyes lit up, instinctively glancing at Mommy, "Can... I accept it?"

Sabrina was surprised, "Mr. Fitzgerald, why did you buy a reward gift? That’s too generous!"

Jasper dismissed her concern, saying, "It didn’t cost much. Zara is my first student; her winning an award warrants a gesture from me as her teacher."

With those words, he encouraged the little cub, "Open it and see if you like it."

Seeing that Mommy wasn’t stopping her, Zara immediately opened the box.

Inside was a very beautiful little dress.

The pattern was, of course, Zara’s favorite pink fox, and it was an unreleased spring design for next year.

Zara loved it immensely, hugging the box tightly, she thanked in her sweet voice, "So pretty, thank you, Uncle!"

Then affectionately reached out to Jasper, "Hug."

Sabrina froze for a moment, instinctively wanting to stop her.

Although Mr. Fitzgerald was very nice and had interacted many times, she’d noticed some details.

He seemed... not too fond of physical contact.

Even when accompanying Zara, the most he’d do was hold her small hand or pat her little head, rarely holding anyone.

As for the few times he helped her, it was due to unexpected emergencies, out of necessity...

However, just as she opened her mouth to speak, Jasper calmly bent down and picked up the little cub with ease.

Zara wrapped her arms around his neck, and with a ’mwah’, kissed him on the cheek, then said, "Zara likes this reward, and also likes Uncle..."