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.

for Marcus, who barely gave

you were all top students back in your hometowns, but entering this lab is just the beginning of your

into his office without looking back his

this man, who had single-handedly shouldered the responsibilities of the National Physics Lab for years, was getting

crowd remained silent, regret

finally understood James’s well-meaning

of their original goals and their sense of self.

and Marcus watched the

“Don’t think you’re that special. There are

who he

pulled Jay along

midway, Jay stopped, turned back, and spread his hands, saying, “15,000

flushed, tinged

hand the money to Mr. Owens by

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

he pulled out his phone and called

the

time? Isn’t the lab

had kept

breath, his voice slightly shaking as he asked, “Mr. Sunderland, when you said I might run into a familiar face in the lab

silence on the other end

replied, “Yes. You

had expected, Ryan couldn’t

recounted today’s events to Simon over

“That’s normal. You’ll

really wanted to ask, “How is any of

was only good at drawing and knew

then what was all this today?

Simon reminded Ryan, “Don’t

put his phone away

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

legs curled up as she nestled into the chair,

in her hand, her face as effortlessly

and asked, “How was the

a sip of her

was just how she

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

had transferred her the money,