The atmosphere was so tense that even classmates noticed something was off. Someone stood up for Heloise, saying, "Professor Campbell, hasn't the computer arrived yet?"
Professor Campbell, sitting at the front, sipped from his water cup and replied, "I've already made the call. If the person hasn't delivered the computer, what can I do?"
It seemed like he hadn't actually ordered anyone to bring it.
Heloise sat in her seat, smirking.
Another student spoke up, "But we've been taking the exam for half an hour. Even if it's delivered now, will Miss. ThankGod has enough time to answer? Are you going to give her extra time?"
In response, Professor Campbell said in an indifferent tone, "In my exams, no matter the situation, everyone is treated equally. Who knows if she deliberately caused this delay, waiting for everyone to finish before taking the test, hoping to get some answers."
With these words, the whole room became restless. Students looked
Reginald looked at the road ahead, one hand on the steering wheel, the other holding hers, pushing the gear into drive, and stepping on the gas pedal."..."Heloise wanted to pull her hand back."Don't move."Reginald's long fingers tightly held hers, the warmth of his palm pressed against hers, not allowing her to take her hand away. He drove with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the gearshift.He is so casual.Heloise looked at her hand, trapped in his, feeling somewhat helpless. She didn't bother arguing with him; she just let it be.Suddenly, Heloise thought of something and felt the need to tell him, "I ran into your sister at university.""Whose sister?"Reginald glanced down at their intertwined hands, the curve of his lips lifting even more, and only after a few seconds did he register her words. "You mean the Wordsworth’s one?"The one who seemed to be studying at Imperial University.
Uh. Showering with money, indulging with life—this Mr. Wordsworth raises canaries; it's not something ordinary people can imitate.Ben waited in the car and finally received a call from the bodyguard. He picked up the phone and asked, "Is it done for correcting? ""Ben... Ben, is Mr. Wordsworth arranging for someone to change the grades?"The bodyguard on the other end stuttered, his tone full of disbelief."How is that possible? What happened?"Ben asked."Oh, nothing." The bodyguard's voice on the phone was absent-minded. "So, I had the school change Miss's S+ to an A. It's strange, why would the grades be lowered?""If you're told to change, then change. Why so much... Wait, what did you say?" Ben was shocked, his eyelashes lifting. "You said Miss's what grade?""S+," replied the bodyguard."Miss got an S+?" Ben asked in disbelief."Yes, I checked. This time, the Law School only had one S+, and it's Miss,
Heloise listened without much surprise on her face."Wow, she's actually so amazing?""Which school did she attend before? Why haven't I heard of her? Did she study abroad?"The discussion buzzed around.Tricia sat there, her expression frozen, a smile lingering at the corner of her mouth, her face somewhat stiff.Several other girls beside her dared not speak, watching Tricia cautiously.A few seconds later, Tricia stood up, clapping her hands while smiling at Spicy ThankGod. "Congratulations, Spicy."Heloise didn't want to engage with her, but she did have something to say. "Can I join the Talent Society now?""Of course," Tricia said sincerely, "shall we go after class?"Heloise nodded.Tricia smiled, nodded back at her, and then sat down.Professor Campbell was about to skip this incident and continue the class, but the students had already spontaneously started applauding, their applause enthusiastic a
The shredded paper falls down like snowflakes. Fluttering down gracefully.The onlookers stare at her in surprise. In the past, even commoners who made it in would desperately beg to be accepted, some even kneeling and pleading on the ground.After all, the resources of "the Talent Society" were beyond imagination. Who wouldn't want it? Yet, this transfer student, after finally achieving an S+ score, casually tore up the filled-out information form.Where else can you find a transfer student with such a strong temper?She didn't even beg. Isn't it obvious she doesn't care about "the Talent Society"?After scattering the shredded paper, Heloise coldly looks at the faces in front of her. She memorizes them, then turns and leaves, leaving behind a group of astonished people....The twilight light spills into the not-so-large courtyard of Hyacinth Garden. The hyacinth flowers on the wall change color as they reflect the sunlight, dancing
Heloise stared into the man's eyes right in front of her, unable to discern whether he was pleased or angry. Someone of his elite status as a billionaire would probably prefer to have his canary obediently staying in the cage. The greater her abilities, the more restless it might make him feel. "What is it?" Reginald pinched her chin, forcing her closer. He lowered his long lashes, gazing deeply into her eyes, and his thin lips almost touched hers. "I don't even know how capable my own woman is. Isn't that amusing?" Heloise remained silent. "Heloise, I don't like having so many mysteries around you when I'm present," Reginald's possessiveness was overwhelming, "I want all of you, do you understand?" Every bit of her belonged to him. It started again. Heloise didn't expect that even taking an exam would trigger his possessive instincts. Facing his dominating gaze like a deep sea engulfing her, she tried to remain calm. "I am alr
Tricia looked at Heloise's reaction and suddenly felt extremely embarrassed. "Spicy, I didn't mean to pry into what you're drawing.""Until the painting is finished, I don't want anyone to see it," Heloise replied indifferently, then looked at Tricia again and asked, "Why did you come to find me?"A trace of hurt flashed in Tricia's eyes, but she still forced a smile. "It's still about The Talent Society. I really hope you can join The Talent Society.""Haven't you already spread the word outside, saying that I refused to join the Talent Society willingly?" Heloise sneered.There were rumors circulating outside that Tricia had invited her to join the Talent Society, but she, being proud of her talents, had refused.Perhaps her S+ rank isn't genuine; she might have achieved it through cheating, so she's reluctant to join, fearing that her true colors will be exposed and she won't be able to hold her ground at that time."That was Vice Ministe
Spicy ThankGod is painting a theme on the rooftop? Wanting to achieve good grades? Just excelling in a law school exam isn't enough; now she wants to make a name for herself in the art school as well?No way.Bena, hearing this, flashed a calculating look in her eyes."Bena?" Tricia extended her hand and gestured in front of her."Ah? What did you say?" Bena's mind wandered, not hearing Tricia's words."I said my family is hosting a dinner this weekend, and you should come. I'll have someone send you the invitation later," Tricia smiled.Hearing this, Bena looked pleasantly surprised, "Can I come too?" It's an event hosted by the prestigious Wordsworth family, and she's actually invited?"Of course, aren't we friends?" Tricia said modestly, "Let's settle it this way, wait for your visit this weekend."After that, Tricia lowered her head, lifted her leg, and left.Bena stood there somewhat dazed. Since the downfall of the
She looked determined."Aren't you afraid that the Wordsworth family might set a trap for you, lure you in, and then use it to threaten me, even kill me while taking advantage?" Reginald propped his head up to look at her with deep, cold eyes and a ruthless tone, "If it really happens, don't expect me to save you.""They wouldn't dare," Heloise replied, fully aware that if the Wordsworth family had the courage to do so, she would have been kidnapped at school long ago.The Wordsworth family was already under Reginald's control, with Ryan and Tricia being overshadowed figureheads. There were some loyalists, but most were aligned with Reginald. Otherwise, Ryan would have rebelled long ago.Reginald snorted, "You have a clear understanding of the situation. I'll have Ben check if I have any engagements that night. If I do, you can go. If not, you'll have to stay and keep me company."Having spent enough time with Reginald, Heloise knew that this was a