Chapter 223

"Cordelia."

When Mr. Waldron called out her name, the entire class fell silent, all eyes on the star student, waiting for her grades. Queenie was also waiting, but more so for Cordelia to mess up this time. Instead, what they heard from Mr. Waldron was, "Perfect score-300."

Boom!

The classroom exploded in disbelief.

"How much?"

"Did I hear that right?"

"This exam was a beast. Barely anyone scored over 200, and she nailed a perfect score?"

Queenie was gobsmacked: "There must be some mistake?"

Hearing Mr. Waldron, Cordelia had already stood up, walking towards the front to collect her paper. As she walked back, necks were craning to see her score. Seeing the 300 on her paper, admiration was unmistakable in their eyes.

"It's really 300!!"

"Oh my God, Cordelia is just unstoppable! Never lets us down!"

"Ah, if I could score half of what she did, I'd be over the moon!"

""

Listening to the chatter, Queenie felt her face burning up, especially after Mr. Waldron handed Cordelia her paper, then called out, "Queenie." Queenie shot up from her seat.

She was actually pretty confident about her own results. But standing throughout the exam for an hour and then sitting down, feeling utterly drained... As she was pondering, she heard Mr. Waldron say, "129."

Queenie was in shock: "What?"

She couldn't believe it: "That's impossible!"

day,

managed scores above 150. 129

couldn't help but mock: "Cordelia, even standing, scored a perfect. Queenie, what

with you?

right after her words, Mr. Waldron

Daisy perked up.

Mr. Waldron

eyes widened

was rare, and here she was,

luck: "Oh my God, Cordelia, I must've caught your good vibes! I thought I'd scored 160

back, passing Queenie, she couldn't resist, "Oops, sorry,

Queenie was seething.

fists. Then, hearing

score, was curious about Keen's paper, knowing they both had

his name, she looked up at Mr. Waldron, only

The class gasped again.

in such a tough exam

and returned to his seat, the admiration for this intellectual duo palpable in the room. "Double perfect scores, they're like

a hint of jealousy, now wondering about Sean's

her score a

indifferent to praise, found herself smiling slightly at

his usually sharp gaze softening, "Isn't this just another day

be good at math too,

Lucille challenged them with a tricky problem, only she,

Mr. Waldron went on

his own, seemed out of place. Cordelia discreetly slid him a blank notebook

the crowded classroom, Everard, blending in, started doodling

Queenie, always

Something was off...

Sean have a

furrowed

to Everard, who seemed more

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