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.

except for Marcus, who

you were all top students back

words, he walked into his office without looking back his figure appearing particularly frail

this man, who had single-handedly shouldered the responsibilities

regret clearly written across

finally understood James’s

original goals and their

and Marcus watched

that special. There are people who are far more talented and

knew who he

saying that, Marcus pulled Jay

midway, Jay stopped, turned back, and spread his hands, saying, “15,000 dollars. Don’t forget. Make sure Mr.

faces flushed, tinged

worry, Maxwell. We’ll hand

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 don’t know what to say about

of the lab, Ryan wandered

he pulled out his phone and called

the call

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

kept in

as he asked, “Mr. Sunderland, when you said I might run into a familiar face in the

brief silence

“Yes.

he had expected, Ryan couldn’t quite describe his

today’s events to Simon over the

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

to ask, “How is any

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

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

reminded Ryan, “Don’t mess with her.

phone away and

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

while Yvette sat in the passenger seat, legs curled up

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

and asked, “How was the

took a sip of her

just how she

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

transferred her the money, even