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

John rushed back into the physics classroom in a hurry. He could not even catch his breath. “Yve, something happened!”

Bonnie’s nap was quite a rollercoaster. She was first woken by Ruby’s piano playing in the auditorium, and then, just as she was about to nod off again in class, John burst in shouting.

Bonnie rubbed her messy hair. “What’s going on? Weren’t you supposed to be in the physics office helping the teacher sort some files? Why are you back so early?”

Yvette lazily leaned against the chair, her legs propped up on the windowsill. She casually typed on her phone: [The game is too easy. Redo it.]

Somewhere in Betrico, there was a young man who wore a red checkered shirt. He had a charming baby face, cute dimples on his pale cheeks, and large black-rimmed glasses.

The table was full of unopened lunchboxes. Scattered around the table were white sheets of paper, all scribbled with messy markings.

The phone screen lit up for a moment. The young man eagerly picked up the phone to read the message before feeling a pang of disappointment.

‘As I’ve expected, Boss isn’t impressed with my designs, he thought.

The hard-working man put down his phone, lowered his head, and resumed typing on the keyboard.

After sending the text, Yvette glanced at John, who had just walked in. Her expression remained neutral, revealing nothing. “What’s going on?”

John took a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over with a serious expression. “Yve, look at this. Your name is on this list.”

Yvette took it and glanced at it. The big, bold letters read: [20th Art Festival Participant List]

Bonnie leaned in. “So what? You know Yve is participating in a painting event. Why the surprise? Didn’t you bet on her to win? Are you getting forgetful? What’s so interesting about this?”

John shook his head. He would not be so worried if there were not any issues with the list. However, the list not only had problem but it was a major one.

He said, “Take a closer look at the event listed after Yve’s name.”

Bonnie carefully searched for Yvette’s name. The next second, her eyes widened in surprise. In disbelief, she rubbed her eyes, thinking perhaps she was still drowsy.

After she was sure she did not see wrongly, she stammered, “Y-Yve, when did you sign up for four

events?”

a

and lifted her gaze. Her eyes darkened while her expression remained calm

calm and

naturally knew it was not Yvette who signed up for the events herself.

a few could tamper with the registration, and they thought

stated

lifted her chin, nodded faintly, and

ready to rush out. Her face turned red

“Where are

mad she almost

out of nowhere. It makes no sense unless it’s to set you up. I’m going to talk to Mr. Sunderland about this. I can’t believe there’s no fairness. Docs Ruby

necessary and that Ruby’s actions were outrageous. He exclaimed.

Bonnie. We can’t simply ignore this. I overheard people talking about you earlier, saying you’re overestimating yourself. The forum about you entering four events is going viral.

the forum? How could

was released, the student council posted it on the school forum. The

classmates in the classroom overheard John and immediately grabbed their phones to log into the forum. Sure enough, they saw the top post: [Art Festival

already reached over

Sharon? Or could it be

She signed up for four

really think she can do all that? I

what I

[Agreed!]

can you still be so

head slightly as she gazed out the window, her eyes reflecting a

sea of stars.

interesting thing? I should surprise the planner, but

“No need. Just let her have