My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Chapter 16

Royal Creek Institute was a top education institution that had received all kinds of talented students. The teachers were the ones assigning a student to a class. There had never been a situation where students chose teachers and classes. Who was this student from the countryside? 

“Class B,” Nicole said casually. Ms. Emerson was wide-eyed instantly again. 

Compared to the hypocritical Mr. Kennedy, Nicole preferred the forthright Ms. Emerson. 

“Okay, then Class B.” Ms. Farrell nodded in agreement with a hint of flattering look in her eyes, which surprised the two teachers. They wondered who Nicole was that she could make the headteacher grovel. 

“Ms. Farrell, how can you let students choose classes?” This was unheard of. Class A and B were the best classes in the eleventh grade. 

“It has been decided, Ms. Emerson. Take Nicole to class.” Ms. Farrell looked a little displeased now and gave the order. 

“Ms. Farrell…” Ms. Emerson’s face turned pale. She did not expect that there was no room for negotiation. 

Mr. Kennedy smiled triumphantly and said, “I will go now, Ms. Farrell.” 

Ms. Farrell nodded and sat down as if she did not want to waste time talking any further. 

Ms. Emerson bit her lip in frustration and turned to look at Nicole. “Let’s go!” 

Nicole followed her out of the office. Ms. Emerson walked quickly to the classroom in her high heels, as if she was eager to shake her off. 

door of the classroom, Ms. Emerson suddenly stopped. “I don’t care who you are. Since you have chosen my class,

Emerson turned around and entered the

class down? Just because she was from the countryside? She was

quiet, class! We have a new classmate

reluctant as Ms. Emerson was, she still introduced Nicole to

looked up and saw an attractive young girl with exquisite facial features walk in.

Bradley Robertson, a committee member of the sports club, stood up and clapped his hands. “Welcome

the boys in the class clapped their hands together. They were delighted to welcome such a beautiful

is a beautiful girl in

Finley sitting in the last

interested in

be even hotter,” said Jack Pearson, who was frivolously looking at

frowned when he heard Jack’s comment. His inky eyes then meet Nicole’s crystal-clear

with a trace of arrogance and aloofness in her, which made her beauty look

is indeed pretty, but… how come she resembles Snow?”

and said, “All girls are like Snow

other, Nicole started introducing herself. “I am Nicole,

to say a few more words, but Nicole did not. So, she said, “There is an empty seat in the third

solid background to brag about. It turns out she can only sit in the third-to-last row.” Jack bemoaned. In Class B, the last three rows were usually reserved for those with the worst grades. It seemed

stares. She leisurely sat at the empty seat. Only then did Ms. Emerson start the lecture. Gary took a few more