A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Wendy felt just as terrible as Kelsea.

She was angry, and hatred was burning wildly in her. The pen she had with her almost snapped in half.

Even I can’t solve those two extra questions, but Arielle managed to do it? And she got the perfect scores for them?

Just… who is this Arielle?

For the first time in her life, Wendy felt like she had been overpowered.

She couldn’t accept or believe that Arielle was actually smarter than her.

Donovan scanned the entire class and asked, “Anyone else have any other questions?”

The other students didn’t have anything against Arielle, so they didn’t protest when they heard her score.

That got the entire class to fall into an eerie silence.

guess everyone is okay with it,” announced Donovan before he turned

Arielle. They prayed that she wouldn’t

nonchalantly, “There’s no need for that. I’ll just sit

a breath of relief after they heard what Arielle

switch to the last row, and that was the seat for the worst students. Everyone there was a top student in their previous schools. Their ego couldn’t bear it if

was that Arielle was simply too lazy to carry her things, so she didn’t want to switch

her. She was a master’s student, and her

was that her behavior made Donovan assume that she was simply out looking for

who insisted on getting her results announced. Now that it is announced, she refuses to choose a seat. If that

won’t last long in society even if she

someone so far… Well, unless she’s a super genius who is beyond

eight points in her Chanaean section, though, so

icily, “Since you won’t switch your seat, then let’s not waste any more time. The

complicated gaze on her face. Her mind was