A Beauty With Multiple Masks
“Mmm… what the hell are you doing?” Cecilia mumbled, but Wendy only used more pressure to shut her
mouth.
With her other hand, Wendy dragged Cecilia away by her waist to avoid being humiliated further.
Regardless, it was already too late. The rest of the preparatory class, including Trisha, had started to talk
among themselves.
“That lady slandered Sannie! I am going to call the cops on her.”
They snorted, “Is she joking? She knows that Wendy is in second place, but didn’t she see who was in
first?”
“Exactly! She must be blind.”
In particular, one student shouted, “For her sake, we should tell her that the person who managed to
beat Wendy was none other than Arielle, the person whom she assumed never heard of Maxwell
University.”
Cecilia gasped in surprise.
With strength she did not know she had, she freed herself from Wendy‘s grip and interrogated the
students, “What did you say? Who is the top scorer?”
Terry stepped forward and replied, “Since you seem to be clueless about it, I shall repeat myself. The
person who scored the highest is Arielle. You look down on her, yet she is way better than your daughter.
Does that
rile you up? Have you lost your appetite?”
Someone chuckled from behind him, “Hahaha, Terry, don‘t be mean! Stop provoking her and show her
the picture!”
Nodding his head, Terry pulled out his phone and zoomed in on the picture of the scores on the bulletin
board.
He held it in Cecilia‘s face and scoffed, “Can you see it? It‘s Arielle‘s name printed at the top. She did the
best in school!”
Cecilia narrowed her eyes and glanced at the phone screen. Sure enough, Arielle was the top scorer.
It was as real as it could get.
So the person I thought was a country bumpkin turned out to have such excellent scores.
“How is that possible?” Cecilia murmured.
At that point, Wendy was so embarrassed that she stomped her feet once more and growled, “I told you
to leave. Why did you have to make a scene? Let‘s go!”
Grabbing her mother‘s wrists, she dragged the older lady to the stairway.
They only took a few steps when they saw Susanne heading over.
Immediately, Wendy stopped in her tracks and stammered, “M–Mrs. Nightshire?”?
Does she already know that Arielle scored better than me? If she does, will she give up on me?
“Wendy?” Looking at how pale Wendy looked, Susanne asked curiously, “What‘s wrong?”
Before Wendy could speak up, Cecilia interrupted, “N Nothing! I came here to get Wendy. We should
leave, Susanne. Let‘s have lunch with Wendy as she hasn‘t eaten.”
Susanne could not be happier as she was not bothered to check out the scores. Therefore, she nodded.
By chance, she spotted Arielle standing behind Wendy while scanning the surroundings.
As their eyes met, Susanne felt an unexplainable emotion bubbling within her.
While she pondered whether to acknowledge Arielle, the latter started approaching her. She raised her
hand and greeted, “Mrs. Nightshire.”
The corners of Susanne‘s lips lifted slightly, and she let out a soft grunt in response.
“Susanne, let‘s go!” Afraid that Susanne would find out how well Arielle did if they stayed any longer,
Cecilia tugged on her arm, desperate to leave.
On the other hand, Susanne was scared that Arielle‘s scores would embarrass her. Thus, she turned
away and walked to the stairway with the other two ladies.
“How did you do in exam, Wendy?” She casually asked.
“I–”
Wendy did not know how to reply, but Cecilia quickly jumped into the conversation. “She did well and
managed to secure a spot to take Maxwell University‘s entrance examination.”
Not surprised by her response, Susanne nodded her head in silence.
At that moment, Trisha shouted, “Wait! You scolded us without reason and even used such awful words
against Arielle. Don‘t you want to apologize before you leave?”
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