The Queen They Buried

Chapter 100

Chapter 100

The prelims had finally arrived.

The exam hall was packed with over a hundred students. Some nervous types were already trembling before the test papers were even handed out.

Over the past couple of days, Aubree had done some targeted practice on competition questions, focusing especially on past years’ finals papers. While they were challenging, she still handled them with effortless ease.

As soon as the test papers were handed out, Aubree quickly scanned through them and already had a plan in mind. Without a moment’s hesitation, she started solving problems at lightning speed. To others, these numbers might be hard to crack, but to her, they were like long-lost friends, intimately familiar.

Less than halfway through the exam, she had already finished the test, handed in her paper, and left the room.

Before leaving the exam hall, Aubree made a quick stop at the restroom. The sound of running water from the faucet blurred out the conversations in the hallway.

That voice sounded a bit familiar.

She didn’t pay it much mind and was about to leave after washing her hands when the voices outside suddenly became clear.

Wilson, this matter is rather delicate to handle,” a hoarse voice of

Aubree thought, ‘Dr. Wilson?

‘Could that be Daxton?’

the doorknob, quickly withdrew. Acting purely on reflex, Aubree pulled out her phone and

voice continued, it was indeed

“Isn’t this just a small favor for you, Mr. Mccoy? For the art competition, only the finals require contestants to paint on site, the earlier rounds just need submitted works.

and Alec Mccoy, whom Daxton mentioned, was

exposure. After all, this was a

the chief judge this

family has some happy news lately, Mr. Mccoy. How about an apartment at Royal Gardens, right by the landmark tower downtown? You can choose any floor plan you like. And if transportation is inconvenient, just pick any car you want,

Carmen lacks skill, she just missed the registration deadline. With her abilities, making it to the finals would be a breeze. She doesn’t need to win big or be in the spotlight. Just let her get an award to make her happy. That’s

with effortless nonchalance, as if he were talking about cabbages at the market rather than

minimal risk, and multiplied returns. Only an idiot would

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