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

Ryan glanced at the girl with glasses but said nothing.

He agreed with the suggestion.

However, when it was his turn to write a question, he deliberately chose something simple.

He didn’t want Yvette to embarrass herself.

Honestly, he didn’t expect her to get all the answers right anyway–just hoping she could answer one more question to avoid looking too bad.

The petite girl named Isabella Jarvis was right after Ryan..

After getting the test paper, she purposely glanced at Ryan’s question.

She thought, ‘Isn’t this way too easy? His intention is quite obvious.’

She sneakily looked around and after seeing that everyone around her was busy, she leaned over to Ryan and whispered in his ear, “Ryan, this question is way too simple! Aren’t you afraid people will notice that you’re giving her such an easy question? You’ve made it so obvious. Do you like this girl, Yvette?”

Ryan was momentarily stunned as he looked at Isabella. His expression flickered with discomfort.

He thought, “This girl is obsessed with pairing people up. She even read those cheesy romance novels while eating. Why do people like reading such brainless stuff anyway? They’re obviously just trying to deceive young girls.’

Ryan looked seriously at the excited Isabella and said, “No, I don’t. I already like someone else.”

Hearing Ryan’s serious answer, Isabella was momentarily taken aback.

Then she casually waved her hand and said, “Alright, alright, no need to be so serious. You don’t like her–fine.”

Ryan sighed and said nothing more.

Meanwhil es was leading Yvette to the core lab.

Halfway there, he glanced at Yvette’s expressionless face and asked, “Yvette, are you sure you’re okay with them coming up with random questions like that?”

James didn’t doult Yvette’s abilities, but with such an open–ended challenge, nobody could guarantee a perfect score.

Yvette’s lips curved slightly. She looked at James, who seemed a bit uneasy, and said lightly, “No problem.”

were like a stabilizing force, instantly easing James’s

she said there

a question or two, she would

of the National Physics Lab

average age

out conducting experiments, and only two

debating something, their

were about to come

lightly, causing both of them to

“Mr. Owens!”

“Mr. Owens, you’re here.”

two were Jay Maxwell and Marcus Decker, who had been

“What are you two arguing

same department and dorm room at

and they shared one major thing in common: both were highly intelligent

the current ideal of the “mature

blankly at Yvette. When he heard James’s question, he snapped back to reality, remembered what had happened earlier, and

research on Experiment No. 1 is wrong.

calm and composed, glanced at the furious Jay through his thin gold–rimmed

I told

being petty, trying to get back at me for eating his sausage yesterday when I was starving! Now he’s making me redo the experiment again and again! Such a miser. Fine. I’ll

neck out, and replied, “The sausage you ate was made from Silaria ham That little piece cost at least 1,500 dollars. Cash or

Jay was du founded.

thought, ‘No wonder the sausage tasted so good–it is so

closer to Marcus with a fawning expression. “Hey, look, I’ve already eaten it. Talking about money between us feels so crass. How about

resting on his

apart, and

by the behavior of his

an apologetic smile. “These two are Jay and

to them. “This is Yvette, the person you’ve both

instantly flushed

sheepishly scratched his head,