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

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

in Yvette’s eyes slowly faded, and her usual laid-back attitude returned. She glanced at the dumbfounded Bonnie and said nothing. She couldn’t care less about her

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

her jacket, and walked leisurely toward the Principal’s office. She bumped

a look without

an hour yesterday was a shock

kept silent. john didn’t understand why she suddenly acted this way like something had

“What’s

before answering, her voice muted and downcast. “John, what do you think Ms. Gorgeous is

person in the whole world. John nodded firmly, his tone leaving no

Bonnie hesitated and said, “Earlier, Yve’s glare was really scary, like… Bonnie struggled to find the right words before she continued, “Yeah,

why Bonnie was acting

your mind, but maybe that’s not the real her. So if you’re not sure you want to be friends with her, then I’d suggest

can I be worthy of being Yvette’s friend if I’m acting this way? No matter what, Yvette is

John on the shoulder, she returned to her usual carefree self.

smile. He thought, “Wow! Bonnie is the fastest person to

on the main couch

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

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

me. What an interesting kid. Rebellious

the freshly brewed coffee over s Ms.

humble, like a

take it. Nodding politely, she thanked Simon, then downed the

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

nodded. “I know. It’s about Siren,

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