Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 208

Did Hera hand in a blank paper again?

Disbelief contorted Cindy’s face. Was Hera truly serious about taking this examination?

Two invigilators monitored the room–Josh Garner and Ryson Middleton from Cavenridge. They represented the prestigious schools. Neither anticipated a student turning in their paper after a mere half–hour.

Josh recognized Hera and groaned.

Blank paper or random scribbles, it was always the same old story for Hera’s exam papers. He’d heard all about the school’s hotshot cheater who bombed the midterms.

Why did Robert even let her take the test? Slackers like her just messed with everyone else and wasted paper.

However, Ryson saw Hera differently. He had spotted her at the opening ceremony and thought she was gorgeous. Now, seeing her ditch early, he wondered if she was some kind of genius who aced the test in record time!

The pre–university examination was notoriously difficult due to the collaboration between prestigious schools. They had never seen a student submit early before

but students would meticulously review answers to avoid mistakes. Yet, this enigmatic beauty surrendered her paper after a

was over and the exam hall emptied, Kyson eagerly retrieved

the school forum erupted in a frenzy.

early in a

by peers, she even borrowed a

chickened out and handed in a blank paper or just went

your bets, folks! One–to–one odds! Did Hera turn in a blank sheet

hundred bucks on she did

paper to a

of Class A at the elementary school. He was glued to his screen, seeing the forum post on Hera explode with over a thousand comments. The vast majority, exceeding seven hundred, bet on a blank

dared to defend Hera, but they were swiftly drowned out by the betting

infuriating individual had placed a hefty bet of fifty grand covering both

matters worse, Jefferson sauntered over to Gino after

she gave a blank paper or just guessed wildly?

Everetts went under a while back. No pocket money

mind for a

waved a hundred–dollar bill in front of Gino, like a juicy bone tempting a hungry dog. “Need a loan, country bumplan? Win this bet, and it’s on the house.”