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

Jay swallowed hard and lifted his head.

He pointed to Yvette, who was sitting, and asked in a shaky, stunned voice, “Marcus, how many methods can be used to verify Experiment No. 1?”

Marcus, his face serious, held up three fingers. “Three. After five years of repeated experiments, we’ve determined there are only three methods.”

Jay wiped the sweat from his brow and shook his head. “No, Marcus, there are five.”

Marcus stood frozen, looking at the excited expression on Jay’s face.

He seemed to have guessed what was going on, and the thought made him feel disoriented.

“In just half an hour, Siren came up with two more methods?” asked Marcus.

Jay looked into Marcus’s eyes, blinked, and swallowed again.

Then he replied, “Yes, at first it was just one, but then during the experiment, another method was discovered.”

Marcus suddenly turned his head, looking at Yvette, who sat with her legs crossed, calmly sipping water.

He finally understood what James meant when he said, “Some people are just born gifted.”

He and Jay were regarded as geniuses out of reach.

But today, he truly grasped the meaning of an unmatched genius.

Completing an experiment in half an hour was already an incredible feat.

Discovering new methods during the experiment and actually succeeding was terrifying.

to recruit Yvette, even Marcus finally understood why the director had gone to such great lengths considering dropping everything to fly to Seacrity.

He used to think the effort was excessive, but now he realized how shortsighted he had been.

Any remaining doubts Marcus had about Yvette being Siren vanished completely.

If he had been even slightly unsure before, now he was 100% convinced.

James overheard their conversation.

He knew that the news of five solutions to Experiment No. I would surely create quite a stir in the physies community.

She pressed her lips

“No rush. There’s still half an hour left. You can rest a

“No need. I’d rather get it

it been ft with a wave

to leave, hurried to stop them, asking, “Mr. Owens, Siren, what are you two going to do

for a moment before

over a few problems with the students. Those outside the core lab aren’t convinced of her abilities, so they made a bet. They

experiment earlier, felt a pang of sympathy for the students

foresee their brutal

‘Who could they possibly challenge? Of all people, they chose this master? Clearly, they’ve grown too comfortable

Missing this would be a

said, “Mr. Owens, I’m free too. Mind if I

said nothing, but

want to watch,” she said, before heading

with Marcus close

lab, a test paper consisting of twenty questions was

simple, but the others were clearly designed

also quite standard: it was Spencer,

had meticulously organized the tough questions that had troubled him

a feeling that if he didn’t take this seriously, he

the others who merely wanted to make things difficult for Yvette, he included a question that posed

of four returned to the

writing papers or conducting experiments immediately paused what they

saw two more people had entered–and realized who they

about why the core

lab space, core members were elusive

them

statuses of Jay and Marcus were unmatched.

them, but they had only taken on

left everyone even

personally

Marcus quietly went to the coffee station, poured a glass of orange juice, and placed it on the desk next to

new levels of shock, the outer lab

the chair, propping

bright eyes filled with coldness, radiating

stood behind her, sending a chill down

know better might mistake Yvette for

most familiar with