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.

help but think that finishing it in twenty

say anything. He believed that if Yvette said she could finish, she

disbelief and casually pulled

on the ground as a slight smile appeared at

her head and started

her pen barely

Marcus, who were closest to her, the others could only see

at the questions and didn’t seem to need time to

Everyone exchanged doubtful glances.

good at pretending. Is she not even reading

girl said, “Exactly. Who does she think she is, some kind of genius with a photographic memory? What is Mr. Owens thinking, asking her to be our teacher? We’re

look. “Do you really think Mr. Owens is that clueless? If she wasn’t capable, do you think he, Maxwell, or Mr. Decker would treat her this way? Have you even thought about

who were whispering fall silent,

wouldn’t be able to finish twenty questions in twenty minutes. And even if she did, there was no way they’d all

the fifteen–minute mark, Yvette’s writing speed

that she’d reached his optics question, which had stumped him for

included it in the test just hoping

even further, he sighed, thinking he would be disappointed

standing nearby, could see that Yvette hadn’t paused for a single

even require any calculations; she just wrote down the

‘Is she even human? Her brain works at the speed of

three of them wear the same

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

never dare to call myself a

twirling it briefly before placing it

raised an eyebrow, and said calmly,

expression that screamed, “You

paper Yvette casually

and cleared

I’ll project the answers on the

“Sounds good, Mr. Owens.”

“I agree, Mr. Owens.”

“That’s a great idea.”

phone and tapped it gently. The screen

Jeremiah appeared. [I’m at the

simple

“I’m leaving now. Jeremiah’s here to pick me up

asked, “You don’t want

usually strict with students, he rarely

“If none of you want to ask, then

her identity as Siren now, it was only a matter of time before it would be exposed

would be too late

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

turned around and rolled up her sleeves,

the test paper with her fingertip and

was clear that the test hadn’t

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

was stunned for

mentioning that Yvette had once won 100

respond in unison,

indifferent, and glanced at Ryan, who

tone remained indifferent as she said,

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

completely natural.

thinking, ‘How can

go with what Yvette said. If you’ve got money, put it up. If not,

widen in

have

can lend too, at a lower interest rate

range and Jay were

core lab, or they might have

people from the

glanced at Yvette, who was sitting

the side, saying nothing and keeping his

first to place the bet, stepped forward and said, “Ms. Zeller, since

hand, Yvette nodded slightly at the

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

that, some couldn’t help but feel

too easy to win. Yvette must just be a rich fool. If we had known, we would

the bet was officially set, with 15,000 dollars

a sigh of

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