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!"

off that day, she felt she did well. How could she have scored

exam was tough, but still, most managed scores above

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

with you? For all you know, you might not even

after

Daisy perked up.

Mr. Waldron

widened in

getting over 200 was rare, and here she was,

caught your good vibes! I

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

Queenie was seething.

fists. Then, hearing

having collected her perfect score, was curious about Keen's paper, knowing they both had stood

she looked up at Mr. Waldron, only to

The class gasped again.

such a tough exam were

eyes turned to Keen as he walked up, collected his paper, and returned to his seat, the admiration for this intellectual duo

held a hint of jealousy, now wondering

her score a perfect.

praise, found herself

her playful side, Everard smiled too, his usually sharp gaze softening, "Isn't this just another day for you? Impressive,

at math too, no need

day, when Lucille challenged them with a tricky problem, only she, Keen, and Everard at

Waldron went on

place. Cordelia discreetly slid him a blank notebook and a

classroom, Everard, blending in, started doodling on the paper. Mr.

Queenie, always

Something was off...

Sean have

brows furrowed

who seemed more engaged in

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