Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

"Yvette, you've been disqualified from the competition. Pack your things and leave now, or don't blame me for having security throw you out!"

Yvette's expression remained unchanged as she smirked. "On what grounds are you canceling my qualification?”

Sheldon chuckled as if he had just heard a joke, his arrogance growing even more pronounced. He was the head of the medical congress, and revoking the eligibility of an unknown student was a trivial matter for him.

"Because I'm the head of the medical congress, and I have every right to disqualify you."

"Oh, is that how it is?" Yvette's tone was nonchalant, but her next words sent Sheldon into a rage. "Well, you won't be for long."

Sheldon yelled, "Just because you say so doesn't make it true! Who do you think you are?"

this woman have the audacity to suggest he wouldn't hold his title for long?

"Watch your mouth."

only fueled his rage further. "You're so full of yourself! If I lose my position as the head of the medical congress as you claim, I'll cut off my head and let

curving slightly in interest. With a cool expression, she pulled out her phone and sent a quick message. Leaning casually against the wall, she

"Enough with the theatrics!"

scoffed, dismissing her with contempt. He didn't believe for a second that she could remove him from his

to Estelle and said warmly, "Is my arrangement

as she continued, "If you have her thrown out immediately, I'd be

and

out immediately. We can't have her