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. 

the classroom, Ms. 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 of the classmates within a

Emerson turned around and entered

down? Just because she

quiet, class! We have a new classmate here. Please

she still introduced Nicole to

up and saw an attractive young girl with exquisite

member of the sports club, stood up and clapped

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

there is a beautiful girl in the

Gary Finley sitting in the last row.

Gary. He is only interested in the hottest girl in the school.”

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

His inky eyes then meet Nicole’s crystal-clear

beautiful girl. Her well-proportioned body stood straight with a trace of arrogance and aloofness in her,

pretty, but… how come she resembles Snow?” Wayne

“All girls are like Snow

herself. “I am Nicole, a transfer student. Nice to meet you

Emerson had expected Nicole to say a few more words, but Nicole did not. So, she said, “There

third-to-last row.” Jack bemoaned. In Class B, the last three rows were usually reserved for those with the worst grades. It seemed that the

not noticed their stares. She leisurely sat at the empty seat. Only then did Ms. Emerson start the lecture. Gary took a few more glances at Nicole and started to think Nicole looked somewhat like Raine Riddle and Snow Riddle, and Nicole’s last name was