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 it any

expressions on everyone’s faces, said 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

words, he walked into his office without looking

who had single-handedly shouldered the responsibilities of

remained silent, regret clearly written across their

understood

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

watched the disheartened

complicated as he said, “Don’t think you’re that special. There are people

knew who he was talking

saying that, Marcus pulled Jay along

back, and spread his hands, saying, “15,000 dollars. Don’t forget. Make sure Mr. Owens gets it,

flushed, tinged

We’ll hand the money to Mr.

Always the little miser. Even at this

lab, Ryan wandered aimlessly until he

for a moment, he pulled

seconds, the

are you calling at this time? Isn’t

had kept in

when you said I might run into a familiar face

silence on the other end

replied, “Yes.

answer he had expected,

events to Simon over the

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

wanted to ask, “How is any of

were at Argrol University, rumors swirled about Yvette that she was

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

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

phone away and stood

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

Yvette sat in the passenger seat, legs curled up as

relaxed, holding a banana milkshake in

slightly and

a sip of her

just how

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

ago, James had transferred her the money, even adding an extra zero