Avina was never wrong.
Despite being only 5, Alistair scored remarkably for his age. With his scores, he could be placed in grade 3 with no problems. If they really wanted to test his limits, grade 4 wasn't a far off demand either.
"I knew your kids were geniuses," the principal praised as he showed the results to Daniel. "Maybe it's your genes? Perhaps the mother?"
Daniel hummed as he compared the results of his oldest and youngest. Alistair's results were very good, but compared to Vedonna's achievements, it paled in comparison.
Then, he heard the principal's question. He sneered as he answered in his mind. There was no way these gifted kids had her (Diana's) braincells.
Avina was waiting for Alistair outside of the testing room. Once she saw him exit the room, she leaped on him and gave him a good hug.
"How do you think you did?" Avina asked. She raised her head while still in his embrace.