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

that Yvette was better than you. Yes, you were all top students back in your

he walked into his office without looking back

single-handedly shouldered the responsibilities of the National Physics Lab

remained silent, regret

understood James’s

reflect on whether they had lost sight of their original goals and

and Marcus watched the

special. There are people who are far more talented

he was

saying that, Marcus pulled Jay along

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

flushed, tinged

We’ll hand the money to Mr. Owens by

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

out of the lab, Ryan wandered aimlessly until he reached

for a moment, he pulled

the call

Why are you calling at this time? Isn’t the lab

had kept in

said I

silence on

“Yes. You met

answer he had expected,

recounted today’s events to Simon over the

normal. You’ll

ask, “How is any

rumors swirled about Yvette that she was only good at drawing and knew nothing about physics because she frequently

‘If that were true, then what was all this today? Was it all just a

call, Simon reminded Ryan, “Don’t mess with her.

his phone away and stood

department at Argrol University, the future hope of the field. I believed

in the passenger seat, legs curled up as she nestled into the chair, a thin blanket draped over

milkshake in her hand,

and asked,

a sip of

how she

hand, and replied, “It was interesting, and I made 15,000

the