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.

Her hand

senses and realized she was in a classroom instead of an arena

attitude returned. She glanced at the dumbfounded Bonnie and said nothing. She couldn’t

then said, “Ms. Gorgeous, Mr. Sunderland wants to see you in his

leisurely toward

her a look without saying anything and

half an hour yesterday was

john didn’t understand

asked, “What’s

while before answering, her voice muted and downcast.

the whole world. John nodded firmly,

like… Bonnie struggled to find the right words

while. He understood why Bonnie was acting differently. She found out

pretty or cool? You’ve created an image of her in your mind, but maybe that’s not the real her. So

what Yvette was like without really knowing her past. How can I be worthy of being Yvette’s friend if I’m

gloom. Patting John on the shoulder, she returned to her usual carefree self. “Thank you. I get it now. I’ll

gave a helpless smile. He thought, “Wow! Bonnie is the fastest

office, Simon sat on the main couch

a white T-shirt and jeans, she lazily slouched against the couch. Her sharp gaze was

she showed no trace of fear or anxiety, completely different from the

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

freshly brewed coffee over s Ms.

like

over to take it. Nodding politely, she thanked Simon, then downed the coffee in one go before placing the empty

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

nodded. “I know. It’s about

so direct by immediately bringing up the question he wanted to ask, leaving him temporarily unsure of