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.

no one noticed, except for Marcus, who barely

on everyone’s faces, said seriously, “I gave you all an opportunity to learn, but you wasted it. The issue is 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.

his office without looking back

who had single-handedly shouldered the responsibilities of the

remained silent, regret clearly written across

understood

they had lost sight of their original goals

Marcus watched the disheartened

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

saying that, Marcus pulled Jay

turned back, and spread his hands, saying, “15,000 dollars. Don’t forget.

faces flushed, tinged with

hand the money to Mr. Owens by

miser. Even at this moment,

lab, Ryan wandered aimlessly

moment, he pulled out his phone and

seconds, the call

at this time? Isn’t

kept

deep breath, his voice slightly shaking as he asked, “Mr. Sunderland, when you said I might

was a brief silence on the other

replied, “Yes. You met

answer he had expected, Ryan couldn’t

events to

“That’s normal. You’ll

really wanted to ask, “How is

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

that were true, then what

call, Simon reminded Ryan, “Don’t mess

phone away

department at Argrol University, the future hope of

inside the Jeep, Jeremiah was driving while Yvette sat in the passenger seat, legs curled up as she nestled into

relaxed, holding a banana milkshake in

slightly and

sip

just how she

hand, and replied, “It was

the money, even adding