No longer a pushover

Chapter 238

"Anyone who took part in spreading rumors will have their phones locked. Unless they post an apology, their phone will remain locked for the rest of their lives," Noelle said nonchalantly, her tone carrying an air of arrogance.

Samantha sneered, "You're getting a little bit too cocky, Noelle. Do you really think that little code of yours can do something like that?"

"What the hell? My phone just went black."

"Mine too. The page is stuck on a post, and the only thing I can do is publish a response-nothing else works."

Hearing the comments around her, Samantha suspiciously pulled out her phone, only to find it black-screened like the rest.

"What did you do, Noelle? Unlock my phone now! Who gave you the right to lock it?"

Noelle suddenly burst into laughter. "So, you'll admit I won the bet?"

Samantha's expression froze instantly as she finally realized Noelle had truly done what she claimed. The atmosphere in the classroom shifted dramatically.

Noelle placed one hand on the podium and stared at Samantha. "So, are you kneeling first or apologizing first?"

Samantha took two steps back. "What makes you think I'd kneel and apologize to you?"

"That was the bet, wasn't it?" Noelle raised an eyebrow.

momentarily speechless. Xenia stepped in quickly. "Noelle, I think neither you nor Ms. Merlock lost the bet. Both of you wrote a code, so it's a tie!" "Exactly, a tie!"

"How pathetic. Can't admit you've lost,

all classmates here. It's only natural for Ms. Merlock to question you-who would believe you could solve a question like that on the first

"Bravo. Ms. Merlock, your lapdog sure knows how to spin

of

eyebrow. "What, are you jealous?

said

just post

"for"

voilà,

will be unlocked,"

turned to Patrick.

remove her program

before glancing at Noelle. "You're talented, Noelle, but you should use

him a faint smile, fully aware her code wouldn't be so

as time passed, his expression grew serious. He glanced at Noelle in disbelief and redoubled his efforts. Even after giving it his best, Patrick

crack the code.

"Mr. Yade, why haven't our phones

embarrassed, admitted,