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

Yvette put her hands in her pockets with a half-smile and a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Tilting her head slightly, she said lazily, “No need. I already know the result. There won’t be a second one.”

Jay’s mouth twitched.

He couldn’t argue with that. The confidence Yvette carried left him in genuine awe.

As Yvette began walking out, hands in her pockets, the crowd instinctively parted, creating a clear path.

They swore it was involuntary and unplanned.

Somehow, they just all stepped back in unison and then watched Yvette leave.

Spencer stared at Yvette’s back, then turned to James, and asked, “Mr. Owens, isn’t Ms. Zeller not staying to wait for the result?”

James glanced at him and shook his head. “No need. There won’t be any surprises.”

The crowd was left speechless and wondering where James’s confidence came from.

Half an hour later, the people in the lab were standing in stunned silence, their faces frozen in disbelief.

They stared blankly at the screen, which displayed the result that James and three senior professors had just finished grading.

All twenty questions were answered correctly.

What shocked them even more was that Yvette had used two different methods to solve the final problem, the one Spencer had submitted.

Everyone finally realized that it wasn’t that Yvette was slow in answering. She had simply taken her time to solve the problem using two distinct approaches.

The students in the outer lab felt a mixture of emotions, realizing why Yvette had left without waiting for the result.

It wasn’t arrogance; she simply knew she had it in the bag.

They couldn’t help but wonder where James found such a genius and how they were supposed to keep up.

The students now thought of Yvette as a master of all trades.

Reflecting on how they had initially underestimated her and intentionally created challenging questions to make things difficult for her, they all looked completely embarrassed.

Ryan, standing amidst the group, stared at the screen without moving.

Suddenly, he walked out.

one noticed, except for Marcus, who barely gave it any

your pride. You refused to believe that Yvette was better than you. Yes, you were all top students back in your hometowns, but entering this lab is just the beginning of your journey, not the end. You should know there’s always someone better out there. Take some

he walked into his office without looking back his figure appearing

the responsibilities of

crowd remained silent, regret clearly written

finally understood James’s

whether they had lost sight of their original goals and their

and Marcus watched the

eyes were complicated as he said, “Don’t think you’re that special. There are people who are far more talented and yet remain

knew who he was

pulled Jay along and

hands, saying, “15,000 dollars. Don’t forget. Make

faces flushed,

We’ll hand the money to Mr.

lips twitched. He thought, “This guy always has a way of ruining the moment. Always the little miser. Even at this moment, he’s worrying about the 15,000 dollars for Siren. I really

running out of the lab, Ryan wandered aimlessly

moment, he pulled out his phone and

seconds, the

at this time? Isn’t the lab

had kept in

breath, his voice slightly shaking as he asked, “Mr. Sunderland, when you said I might run into a familiar face

silence on the other

“Yes. You

the answer he had expected,

events to Simon over

sounded unsurprised. “That’s normal. You’ll

to ask, “How is

at Argrol University, rumors swirled about Yvette that she was only good at drawing and knew

‘If that were true, then what was all this today?

Simon reminded Ryan, “Don’t mess with

put his phone away and

the physics department at Argrol University, the future hope of the field. I believed it too. But now, it just seems

legs curled up as she nestled into the chair, a thin blanket

holding a banana milkshake in her hand, her face as

and

sip of

just how

with one hand, and replied, “It was interesting,

minutes ago, James had transferred her the