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. 

Emerson suddenly stopped. “I don’t care who you are. Since you have chosen my class, don’t drag my class down with you. I want you to catch up with the rest

that, Ms. Emerson turned around

eyebrow. Why did this teacher think she would drag the class down? Just because she was

a new

Emerson was, she still introduced Nicole to

an attractive young girl with exquisite facial features

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

in the class clapped their hands together. They were delighted to

a beautiful girl

Gary Finley sitting in

interested in the

little chick seems to be even hotter,” said Jack Pearson, who was frivolously

when he heard Jack’s comment. His inky eyes then

body stood straight with a trace of arrogance and aloofness

is indeed pretty, but… how come she resembles Snow?” Wayne was curious.

eyes at him and said, “All girls

Nicole started introducing herself. “I am Nicole, a transfer

So, she said, “There is an empty seat in the third

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

lecture. Gary took a few more glances at Nicole and started to think Nicole looked somewhat like Raine Riddle and Snow Riddle, and

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