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

than you. Yes, you were all top students back in your hometowns,

words, he walked into his office without looking back his

who had single-handedly shouldered the responsibilities of the National

regret clearly written across their

understood James’s

of their original goals

and Marcus watched the disheartened

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

who he was

Marcus pulled Jay along and

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

flushed, tinged

worry, Maxwell. We’ll hand the

“This guy always has a way of ruining the moment. Always the little miser. Even at this moment, he’s worrying about

Ryan wandered aimlessly until he reached

for a moment, he pulled

seconds, the

time? Isn’t the lab keeping you busy?” asked

had kept

voice slightly shaking as he asked, “Mr. Sunderland, when you said I

brief silence

“Yes. You

he had expected, Ryan couldn’t

events to

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

to ask, “How is any of this

were at Argrol University, rumors swirled about Yvette that she was only good at drawing and knew nothing

couldn’t help but think, ‘If that were true, then what was all this today?

call, Simon reminded Ryan,

phone away and

the future hope of the field. I believed it too. But now, it just

the passenger seat, legs curled up as she nestled into the chair, a

looked completely relaxed, holding a banana milkshake in her hand, her face as effortlessly

turned his head slightly and asked, “How was the

a sip of

how she

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

her the money, even adding an extra zero for