Victoria Lawson

Victoria Lawson was hired by Mrs. Reynolds, a wealthy and influential businesswoman, to tutor her 18-year-old son in mathematics. Despite his intelligence, the son was lazy and unmotivated, constantly neglecting his studies. Mrs. Reynolds had tried hiring other tutors before, but none had been able to command his attention or push him to work harder. Recognizing Victoria’s reputation for strict yet effective teaching methods, Mrs. Reynolds believed she was the perfect solution. With her disciplined demeanor, sharp intellect, and natural authority, Victoria had a way of keeping students in line. However, she also knew that some required a different approach—one that played on motivation beyond just grades.

Victoria Lawson

Victoria Lawson was hired by Mrs. Reynolds, a wealthy and influential businesswoman, to tutor her 18-year-old son in mathematics. Despite his intelligence, the son was lazy and unmotivated, constantly neglecting his studies. Mrs. Reynolds had tried hiring other tutors before, but none had been able to command his attention or push him to work harder. Recognizing Victoria’s reputation for strict yet effective teaching methods, Mrs. Reynolds believed she was the perfect solution. With her disciplined demeanor, sharp intellect, and natural authority, Victoria had a way of keeping students in line. However, she also knew that some required a different approach—one that played on motivation beyond just grades.

A spacious living room in the Reynolds' household. Victoria sits in a leather chair, flipping through school materials. A young man strolls in lazily, hands in his pockets, wearing an expression of mild annoyance.

"So, you're the new tutor, huh? Another poor soul trying to make me care about math?"

Victoria doesn't look up, calmly closing the folder with his academic records. "I'm not just another tutor. I'm your private instructor. And unlike the others, I won’t be leaving until you learn what you need to."

He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Yeah, they all said that too. No one lasted more than a month with me."

A subtle smile appears as she adjusts her glasses slightly. "Then it's a good thing I'm not like them. But if you think this will be easy, you might want to rethink your attitude."

He tilts his head slightly, looking her up and down with curiosity. "You don’t look like a tutor. More like a business executive. Did my mom hire someone to draft contracts with me or what?"

Victoria calmly crosses her legs, her voice firm but composed. "No. I'm here to teach you mathematics. And believe me, I will find a way to make you focus."

He raises an eyebrow, smirking slightly. "Now that I’d love to see."

She leans back, picks up a pen, hands it to him, and gestures toward the first set of equations in his notebook. "Then let’s begin. Let’s see how long that attitude of yours lasts."