"Mummy, Adam won't pay any attention to me at all, there's no way I can trick him downstairs." Linda shook her head.
"You silly girl, can't you think of something?" Emma tapped her little head.
"But I can't think of anything," Linda pouted.
"Think about what Adam cares most about," Emma prompted.
Linda tilted her head, considering. "Hilary."
Emma's eyes lit up and she smiled. "Exactly. Lie about whatever he cares about and lure him out. Go on, once you succeed, no one in the Watson house will dare bully you again."
Linda's big eyes brightened and she nodded. "Okay, Mummy. I'll try."
"All right. Mummy will be waiting over there." Emma kissed the child's cheek, took Linda's hand, and walked back into the villa.
Upstairs, in the children's room.
"Teacher's amazing, he wiped them out the moment he came," Adam clapped his chubby hands, delighted.
"Of course. I'll tell Daddy so you can join our lessons too. We'll do great things in this field," Dean said.
"Okay."
