Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

John was conspicuous, holding a bunch of colorful envelopes with a complicated expression.

Seeing Bonnie copying something while Yvette was napping, he quietly walked over and sat right next to them. “Hey, Bonnie, what’s with those dark circles? How late were you up last night? You’re almost turning into a raccoon.”

Bonnic nodded weakly, her voice just as listless. “I didn’t stay up. Forget it. Let’s not talk about it.”

John didn’t ask any further.

Seeing John brought over a pile of envelopes, Bonnie leaned in curiously. “John, who knew you were so popular? Someone sent you love letters and so many of them! I never saw that coming”

She sized him up after saying that.

John shook his head with a wry smile.

Bonnie was puzzled, unsure of what he meant.

“Not mine,” he said, pausing to glance at the sleeping Yvette and pointing at the latter. “They’re for our goddess. Guys from another faculty asked me to give them to her. They cornered me outside my dorm this morning.”

Bonnie looked at the colorful envelopes, then at John’s helpless face, and finally understood. “Let’s wait until Yve wakes up then

John nodded as he thought, ‘Better let Yvette handle her own things

While the two were whispering, someone outside the door came to deliver a message for Yvette to visit the Principal’s office. The physics classroom went silent as everyone turned to look at Yvette, who was slumped over her desk.

Everyone wondered, Who exactly is this transfer student, some kind of big shot? Mr. Sunderland personally invited her? At Argrol University, who else could have the principal send someone to find them besides Ryan?’

Bonnie knew Yvette would be grumpy if woken up, guessing it would take Yvette about an hour to get up by herself. But with Simon personally calling, they couldn’t delay. Bonnie gathered her courage and gently nudged Yvette.

Her hand barely touched the edge of Yvette’s shirt when Yvette’s eyes flew open, full of alertness and a hint of fierceness.

hand froze, and her

realized she was in a classroom instead of

attitude returned. She glanced at the dumbfounded Bonnie and said nothing. She

said, “Ms. Gorgeous, Mr. Sunderland

jacket, and walked leisurely toward the Principal’s office. She bumped into Patrick on

gave her a look without saying anything

hour yesterday was a shock for Patrick. Until he knew more

Bonnie looked down and kept silent. john didn’t understand why she suddenly acted this

asked, “What’s wrong,

before answering, her voice muted and downcast. “John, what do

person in the whole world. John nodded firmly, his

hesitated and said, “Earlier, Yve’s glare was really scary, like… Bonnie struggled

over for a while. He understood why Bonnie was acting differently. She found out that Yvette wasn’t how she

because she’s pretty or cool? You’ve created an image of her in your mind, but maybe that’s not the real her. So if you’re not sure you want to be friends with

How can I be

things out, Bonnie perked up, shaking off her earlier gloom. Patting John on the shoulder, she

Bonnie is the

the main couch while Yvette sat across from

slouched against the couch. Her sharp gaze was

trace of fear or anxiety, completely

equal standing with me. What an interesting kid. Rebellious and free-spirited.

pushed the freshly brewed coffee

was gentle, his action humble, like a kind old

Simon, then downed the coffee

He happily refilled the empty coffee cup “Ms. Zeller, do you know why

know. It’s

the question he wanted to ask, leaving