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.

noticed, except for Marcus, who barely gave it any

you. Yes, you were all top students back in your hometowns, but entering this lab

without looking back his figure appearing particularly

who had single-handedly shouldered the responsibilities of the National Physics Lab for

regret clearly

finally understood James’s well-meaning

on whether they had lost sight of their original goals

and Marcus watched

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

he was

that, Marcus pulled Jay along and

Jay stopped, turned back, and spread his hands, saying,

flushed, tinged

hand the money to Mr. Owens

guy always has a way of ruining the moment. Always the little miser. Even at this moment,

of the lab, Ryan wandered aimlessly until

pulled out his phone

seconds, the

this time? Isn’t the

had kept

as he asked, “Mr. Sunderland, when you said

brief silence

“Yes. You

he had expected, Ryan couldn’t quite describe his

recounted today’s events to Simon over

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

really wanted to ask, “How

were at Argrol University, rumors swirled about Yvette that she was

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

Simon reminded

phone away and

always called me the genius of the physics department at Argrol University, the future hope

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

completely relaxed, holding a banana milkshake in her hand, her face

his head slightly and

took a sip of

how she

was casually driving with one hand, and replied, “It was interesting, and I made 15,000

had transferred her the money,