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?”

everyone looked at the school heartthrob,

the Delaney and Foster families had an arranged engagement, a typical alliance of wealth. But since the Delaney family’s eldest

Juliana.

it be she wanted

nudged Hanley’s shoulder, joking, “Will you get hitched

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

up. “So, you’re going to call

“Bang!”

in, slamming the test papers onto the desk and disrupting the chatter. The man in his forties frowned deeply. “Look

test are on cleaning duty for a week! Now

rustled

the papers into stacks and passed them back

front of Cordelia passed

she hadn’t heard the previous discussion, calmly took the papers, and bogan

the exam, Hanley glanced back

writing

an hour later, she stood up and handed in her test.

disdain. Was she scribbling

diploma, right? In the world

useless

the podium, also felt a headache coming

who supposedly self–studied high school and was a bit off in the head, had been placed in his class, untouchable and unsolvable, a

paper after just half

the paper clean and neat,

first question, choice C,

B, also

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

Cordelia strolled downstairs.

strengths meant having weaknesses, too. She was

from her classmates, so after completing the overly simple test,

out of the academic building, she was hit by a wave of

paper.

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