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

Though James was usually strict with students, he rarely lost his temper.

However, upon hearing this, he slapped the test paper on the desk and said in a cold, stern voice, “If none of you want to ask, then we’ll let this go today. Just hope you don’t regret it later.”

James knew that, even though Yvette didn’t want to reveal her identity as Siren now, it was only a matter of time before it would be exposed in the future.

By the time it happened, it would be too late for these students to have any regrets.

Jay nodded and said to Yvette, “Let’s not bother. Instead of working on these questions, wouldn’t it be better to discuss things with me?”

Yvette turned around and rolled up her sleeves, exposing her slender wrist.

She tapped the test paper with her fingertip and looked up, still looking nonchalant..

It was clear that the test hadn’t affected her mood at all.

Glancing around the room, she said, “Since we’re betting, there should be stakes. What can you put up?”

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, they remembered Ryan mentioning that Yvette had once won 100 million dollars in just one night.

They all respond in unison, “We don’t have any money.”

Yvette crossed her legs, her expression indifferent, and glanced at Ryan, who was staring down at the floor.

Her tone remained indifferent as she said, “Whatever you have, put it up.”

Spencer’s face twitched slightly as he forced himself to say, “Ms. Zeller, this feels inappropriate. Isn’t this just gambling?”

Yvette nodded, her expression completely natural. “Yes, it is.”

Everyone turned to look at James, thinking, ‘How can Mr. Owens possibly allow open gambling?”

To everyone’s surprise, James nodded in agreement. “Let’s go with what Yvette said. If you’ve got money, put it up. If not, I can lend you some. Just sign an IOU.”

Jay’s eyes widen in disbelief.

He thought, ‘Wow!! The way this master makes money is so unconventional; who would have thought this could actually work? It looks like Mr. Owens has also gone astray.’

Standing nearby, Marcus said, “I can lend too, at a lower interest rate than Mr. Owens. Feel free to come to me.”

Once in range and Jay were possessed.

They had seen Marcus and Jay leave the core lab, or they might have suspected that Marcus and Jay

The twenty people from the outer lab gathered to discuss.

Every now and then, they glanced at Yvette, who was sitting there looking completely relaxed.

Ryan stood quietly to the side, saying nothing and keeping his eyes lowered.

Ten minutes later, Spencer, the first to place the bet, stepped forward and said, “Ms. Zeller, since Mr. Owens has approved, we agree too. We can only gather 15,000 dollars. Is that acceptable?”

Propping her chin on her hand, Yvette nodded slightly at the mention of 15,000 dollars.

She replied in a crisp and clear voice, “That’s fine. If I lose, I’ll give you 150 thousand dollars, ten times the amount.”

Hearing that, some couldn’t help but feel a tinge of excitement.

They thought, “This money is too easy to win. Yvette must just be a rich fool. If we had known, we would have made the test even harder… What a missed opportunity.’

With that, the bet was officially set, with 15,000 dollars at stake.

Spencer breathed a sigh of relief.

He then said, “You can take as long as you want with the test. We’ve got experiments to run and can’t wait around. Ms. Zeller, you can head to the second room on the left, and just call us when you’re done.”

Yvette looked up, noticing the crowd looking even more annoyed after pooling their money.

Narrowing her eyes, she replied casually, “No need. Twenty minutes will be enough, and I’ll do it here.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the lab fell into silence.

In the spacious lab, the only sound was breathing.

Jay and Marcus knew Yvette was Siren, who excelled at physics.

But the test covered not just physics but also biology, astronomy, and mathematics.

that finishing it in twenty minutes seemed a bit too

that if Yvette said she could finish, she

and casually pulled a pen from

lightly on the ground as a slight smile appeared at the corner of her

her head and started working on the supposedly difficult

wrote quickly, her pen

to her, the others could only

just glanced at the questions and

Everyone exchanged doubtful glances.

good at pretending.

some kind of genius with a photographic memory? What is Mr. Owens thinking, asking her to be our teacher?

Owens is that clueless? If she wasn’t capable, do you think he, Maxwell, or Mr.

two who were whispering fall silent,

somewhat talented, she wouldn’t be able to finish twenty questions in twenty minutes. And even if she did, there was

Yvette’s

optics question, which had stumped him for

included it in the test just hoping

even further, he sighed, thinking he

James, sitting beside Yvette, and Jay and Marcus, standing nearby, could see

didn’t even require any calculations; she just wrote down the

she even human? Her brain works at the

wear the same expression–utter

Marcus, who was usually calm, felt this scene was simply too

different level. I’ll never dare to call

twirling it briefly before placing

eyebrow,

an expression that screamed, “You must be joking. How is this

then stared at the test paper Yvette casually laid

and

eyes scanned the room before he said, “The test is done. For fairness, I’ll project the answers on the big screen at the back

“Sounds good, Mr. Owens.”

“I agree, Mr. Owens.”

“That’s a great idea.”

her phone and tapped

appeared. [I’m at

a simple “Okay” and stood

leaving now. Jeremiah’s here to pick me up and he’s

asked, “You don’t want

strict with students, he rarely

the desk and said in a cold, stern voice, “If none of you want to ask, then we’ll let this go today. Just hope

Yvette didn’t want to reveal her identity as Siren now, it was only a matter of time before it would be exposed in

happened, it would be too late for these students

said to Yvette, “Let’s not bother. Instead of working on these questions, wouldn’t it be better

turned around and rolled up her sleeves, exposing her slender

the test paper with her fingertip

that the test hadn’t affected her mood at

around the room, she said, “Since we’re betting, there should be stakes. What can

stunned for a

that Yvette had once won 100 million dollars in just one

respond in unison,

her legs, her expression indifferent, and glanced at Ryan,

indifferent as she said,

as he forced himself to say, “Ms. Zeller, this feels inappropriate. Isn’t this

her expression completely natural. “Yes, it

thinking, ‘How can Mr. Owens

you’ve got money, put it up. If not, I can lend you some. Just sign an

eyes widen in

thought, ‘Wow!! The way this master makes money is so unconventional; who would have thought this could actually work? It looks like Mr. Owens

can lend too, at a lower interest rate than Mr. Owens.

in range and

core lab, or

from the outer lab

Yvette, who was sitting there looking completely

to the side, saying nothing and keeping his

minutes later, Spencer, the first to place the bet, stepped forward and said, “Ms. Zeller, since Mr. Owens

her hand, Yvette nodded slightly at the mention of 15,000

fine. If I lose, I’ll give you 150 thousand dollars,

help but

thought, “This money is too easy to win. Yvette must just be a rich fool. If we had known,

officially set,

breathed a sigh

as you want with the test. We’ve got experiments to run and can’t wait around. Ms. Zeller, you can head to the second room on