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

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

his office without looking

the responsibilities of the National Physics Lab for

remained silent, regret clearly

understood James’s

their original goals and their sense of

Marcus watched the disheartened

special.

who he

pulled Jay

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

flushed, tinged

hand the money to Mr. Owens by

ruining the moment. Always the little miser. Even at this moment, he’s worrying

the lab, Ryan wandered aimlessly until he

pulled out his phone and

seconds, the call

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

kept

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

silence on the other

replied, “Yes.

answer he had expected, Ryan couldn’t quite describe

recounted today’s events to Simon

normal. You’ll get used to

“How is any of

was only good at drawing and knew

true, then what was all this today? Was it all

ending the call, Simon reminded Ryan, “Don’t mess with

his phone

the genius of the physics department at Argrol University, the future hope

Yvette sat in the passenger seat, legs curled up

holding a banana milkshake in

and asked, “How was the

a sip

how

hand, and

transferred her the money, even adding an extra zero