Chapter 216

"There's no solution to this problem," Cordelia declared.

"The problem is flawed," Everard chimed in simultaneously. Cordelia blinked, her gaze shifting to Everard, who raised an eyebrow and then closed his mouth.

Cordelia was slightly taken aback. Had he noticed the issue right from the start, hence his calm demeanor? Maybe he was more competent than she had initially thought.

Lost in her thoughts, Cordelia was brought back to reality by Queenie's exclamation, "What? You guys must be joking! If you can't solve it, just say so. Claiming it's unsolvable is ridiculous, isn't it?"

Cordelia fixed her eyes on Lucille, preparing to speak, when Keen added, "It truly has no solution."

Queenie was stunned. She might have thought Cordelia was jesting, but hearing it from Keen made her reconsider.

She turned to Lucille, "Uncle, is it really unsolvable?"

Lucille frowned, coughing slightly before addressing Cordelia, "Why do you say it's unsolvable? Because you can't solve it, or...?"

Cordelia calmly responded, "It's missing a key piece of information. Without assigning a value to 'a,' indeed, this problem can't be solved." Realizing Cordelia had actually pinpointed the oversight, Lucille was inwardly fuming. His intention with such a problem was to challenge them, revealing the solution later as a lesson. Yet, his plan was seen through.

Feeling his pride wounded, Lucille coughed again, "Ah, this problem was merely an appetizer. Miss Cordelia is correct."

He walked back to his desk, dismissing Everard with a wave, "You can sit down now."

well, could tell she

reacting but

added it, you can solve the problem. This

continue, he noticed Cordelia still standing, "Take a seat,

Cordelia remained still.

brows furrowed,

slowly, "Sir, you asked what he was calculating. So, what are

you speak

paused deliberately, "Oh, my apologies.

Given the natural hierarchy, everyone held a certain fear towards

control, especially

which were indeed over the line. Cordelia's retort was a breath of fresh air to the

slammed his papers on the desk, "Cordelia, you dare insult a teacher? Didn't your parents teach you to respect your

tolerated him until now. Cordelia thought to herself, maintaining her

bellowed, his face turning a shade of blue, "If you don't want to learn,

who rushed in, addressing Cordelia, "Miss Cordelia, regardless of the

apologize, but only after

in class, Cordelia? Do you not wish

scolded, "Miss Cordelia, you're not just wasting your time, but everyone else's here. Your five minutes waste over a thousand

everyone aimed for success in the math competition, and

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