Chapter 8

Latham strode into the classroom, his arrival predating the bell’s chime by mere seconds.

He dropped a stack of thick papers onto the desk at the front, Daniel, would you mind handing these out?”

A hush fell over the room as Cordelia, seated at the back, watched necks crane and bodies lean forward in anticipation. As the papers made their rounds, a cacophony of sighs and gasps peppered the air from every

comer.

Daniel, a slim figure with glasses that seemed too heavy for his face, approached Juliana and handed her the

paper.

Curiosity bubbled up from the desks, “What do you get?”

Juliana glanced at her score with a mix of ease and pride in her voice. “A”

“And you nailed that with these brain–busters? Impressive!”

Juliana feigned modesty. ‘Oh, it’s nothing. I’m still trailing behind Hanley”

“No need to compare with that guy who is been raking in math awards since he was in diapers. But you know, you’re two peas in a pod, academically speaking.

Amidst the surrounding exclamations of admiration, Juliana inevitably drifted her gaze to the back row

With a hint of teasing, she said, “Daniel, would you be a dear and check my cousin’s grade?”

Fumbling through the papers, Daniel didn’t find Cordelia’s but instead pulled out Hanley’s and promptly handed it over…

Before the commotion could settle, Latham announced from the front, “This math test, there’s only one perfect score in the entire grade, and it’s from our class!”

“Wow!”

“Hanley’s got to be the man, right?”

As the class buzzed with astonishment, Hanley quietly exhaled in relief.

a toss–up on a few questions, but it seemed they were all hits….

kudos! You’re a genius,” came Juliana’s

a smile

had just learned that his family had arranged for him to marry Juliana, a

Not too

before his eyes as Daniel placed a paper on

at the result. His smile

congratulations to Cordelia! Her grasp of mathematics

a tableau, erupted into whispers and turned heads, all

back row.

his eyes in disbelief, turning to see Cordelia slowly lift her head, her gaze sharpening on him. Then, with a slow and knowing smile, Cordelia whispered just loud enough

to Hanley’s cheeks as if slapped by an invisible

was equally frozen, her mind a loop of denial, “Impossible!

“Class dismissed!”

wrapped up the review just in time for the bell

sooner had he gone than

“Screech!”

as Merry, Cordelia’s front–row neighbor, swung around in her seat. With the laxity of a ragdoll, she leaned on Cordelia’s desk. “Hey, you’re Cordelia, right? I’m Merry,” she announced, her vibrant

moment, replying simply, “Nice to meet

phone and chirped, “The whole school is buzzing on the forum about whether Hanley can cling to his top spot. I gotta say I’ve had

responded with a noncommittal, “Oh.”

her chatter, “I heard the Foster family thought your grades were embarrassing, so they called off the engagement? Are you gonna

first impression of Merry being that of an

The first thing was check Cordelia’s result. Upon seeing the grade, Juliana exhaled in relief.

Cordelia, paper in hand, just in time to catch Merry’s comment. “Hanley is no one–trick pony,” Juliana interjected.

she did

Cordelia her Literature paper, “B+. Cordelia, with this result, do you think you can

I’m not sure whether Cordelia beats Hanley or not, but she’ll definitely better than you. What’s there

you’re at the bottom, I suppose you have no room for pride.” Merry

off, fuming.

of the school day, posted on the

to look. Grades were just a number to her. She grabbed her bag and

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