Chapter 3

The next day, a curious crowd of students surrounded the seniors in Class 1 at Greenmeadow International School.

“Is that the new transfer student?“–

“I heard she’s the Delaney kid who went missing for eighteen years, and they finally found her in some rural orphanage.

“A country bumpkin, huh? Can she even understand our foreign language teacher’s lectures?”

“Can she keep up with our dance classes or the piano lessons? Has she ever even touched a piano?”

In the midst of the scoffs, a differing voice piped up, “But, she’s pretty hot.

Everyone’s gaze shifted to the back of the classroom, where Cordelia was reading a book.

She sat there quietly, her pale fingers holding a set of practice exams, her hair neatly tied in a ponytail, revealing a perfect forehead. In her black and white uniform, she exuded an air of scholarly poise, her expressionless face focused on the test papers, and her beautiful eyes veiled in a mist.

A few boys nearby couldn’t take their eyes off her.

Most students at Greenmeadow International School came from wealthy families, used to seeing all kinds of starlets and beauties, but a beauty like Cordelia was rare.

Seeing the boys attracted, a girl’s voice pierced the air sharply, “Juliana, why is your cousin ignoring everyone? Is she that stuck–up?”

Juliana glanced at the handsome boy beside her, her eyes flickering. “Don’t say that. My cousin’s just a bit slow on the uptake. She’s new and might need everyone’s help with her studies.”

“Slow on the uptake? So, she’s a ditz, huh?“:

“No wonder she looks so dull and dim!”

The class president complained, “If she’s a ditz, she shouldn’t be in our class. There’s a baseline test today, and what if she drags down our class average?”

Class 1 was the elite class of the school, where each student carried a sense of pride.

“Why is she even in our class?”

Someone suddenly remarked, “Could it be for Hanley Foster?”

that, everyone looked at the school

their circles that the Delaney and Foster families had an arranged engagement, a typical alliance of wealth. But since the Delaney family’s eldest daughter went missing,

Juliana.

could it be she wanted

Hanley’s shoulder, joking, “Will you get hitched to a

Hanley clenched his jaw, his sarcasm barely veiled. “How could I possibly fancy a

“So, you’re going to call off the engagement?”

“Bang!”

papers onto the desk and disrupting the chatter. The man in his forties frowned deeply. “Look how wild you’ve gotten after the

are on cleaning duty for a week! Now clean up

instantly rustled

stacks and

Cordelia passed her the

up as if she hadn’t heard the previous discussion, calmly took the

exam, Hanley glanced back in frustration.

math test, and everyone was scribbling calculations on their scratch paper, but Cordelia just stared straight at the questions, writing an answer every ten seconds with a rhythm to it. In less than ten minutes, she was

later, she stood up and handed in

filled with disdain. Was she

high–priced diploma, right? In the world of

such useless people

podium, also felt a

off in the head,

handed in her paper after just half an

anyway, and decided to grade it. Looking down, he found the paper clean and neat, with direct answers written for the

choice C, was correct.

also correct. Lucky streak?

and the fourth… Mr. Latham’s eyes widened in disbelief as he

Cordelia strolled downstairs.

with learning various knowledge and skills. Perhaps having particular strengths meant having weaknesses, too. She was somewhat slow to process emotions and social interactions, but she was

the overly simple test,

by a wave of heat,

paper.

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