Chapter 208

Cordelia was usually the epitome of calm and indifference, rarely engaging in conflict. But when her comfort was at stake, she wouldn't hesitate to stand her ground. With a measured tone, she remarked, "Lucille, if Queenie can speak out in class without consequences, shouldn't she be sent to stand as well?"

Queenie immediately snapped back, "I wasn't just talking; I was reporting something important!"

Cordelia, maintaining her calm demeanor, continued slowly, "Oh, but back in grade school, we were taught to raise our hands if we wanted to speak during class."

Both Queenie and Lucille were taken aback.

Cordelia then turned to Lucille, "You wouldn't play favorites, would you?"

After making her point, she gathered her papers and pen and walked to the back row, standing next to Daisy. With her back to the teacher, Daisy stuck out her tongue at Cordelia and gave her a thumbs up.

Cordelia, with her head now bowed, began to work on her exam, seemingly oblivious to the fact that her words had put Lucille and Queenie in a difficult position.

Lucille's policy was clear: talking during class, regardless of the reason, was not tolerated.

And now, with Queenie having spoken out, fairness dictated she join the others in punishment.

With Cordelia and Daisy already standing in the back, Lucille couldn't very well retract his order. He stood at the podium, his face shifting between shades of frustration.

In front of hundreds of students, he dared not show favoritism. Reluctantly, he instructed, "You, too, go stand."

Queenie was speechless.

Seeing her uncle's stern expression, she closed her mouth and, with a mix of resignation and defiance, took her exam to the back row.

Lucille announced, "This exam counts towards your final grade. Make the most of this opportunity."

The Autumn Gold Academic Bootcamp, a joint venture between Superiority College and Top Crest Academy, was no ordinary program. Performance here could lead to preferential admission policies, making every exam crucial.

for Daisy and her friends

exam would

marathons, designed to challenge both the mind and body. Standing would make it even harder to concentrate. Lucille wasn't too worried about Queenie, who was physically fit. But Cordelia,

"Sir, I find sitting too comfortable. I'd like to stand for the exam as

Lucille was taken aback.

was a key focus for the camp, with

a request, Lucille could

stand near Cordelia,

familiar face, she remembered him as the one who had waited for her during a

the exam really that tiring? And it was

another voice, "Sir, I'd like to stand for

she saw Hanley Foster

was also in the bootcamp. But why would he make such

standing as a penalty. Sit down and focus on

it."

Hanley fell silent.

Cordelia, blaming her for this disruption. If not for

a focused silence, filled only with the sound of pencils scratching on

maintain her stance, her concentration waning as she

approached their

are having a hard time Perhaps, let them

a result of her own actions. With so much at stake, Cordelia

Queenie tag along, which was a clear sign she

a wave of gratitude. She was at her limit, dragging her worn-out legs back to her

Keen,

persistent, suggested, "Why not let Cordelia come back with

a flea market? You can't haggle

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