Chapter 947
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
âMmm⦠what the hell are you doing?â 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.
âThat lady slandered Sannie! I am going to call the cops on her.â
They snorted, âIs she joking? She knows that Wendy is in second place, but didnât she see who was in first?â
âExactly! She must be blind.â
In particular, one student shouted, âFor 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.â
Cecilia gasped in surprise.
With strength she did not know she had, she freed herself from Wendyâs grip and interrogated the students, âWhat did you say? Who is the top scorer?â
Terry stepped forward and replied, âSince 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?â
Someone chuckled from behind him, âHahaha, Terry, donât be mean! Stop provoking her and show her the picture!â
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 Ceciliaâs face and scoffed, âCan you see it? Itâs Arielleâs name printed at the top. She did the best in school!â
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.
âHow is that possible?â Cecilia murmured.
At that point, Wendy was so embarrassed that she stomped her feet once more and growled, âI told you to leave. Why did you have to make a scene? Letâs go!â
Grabbing her motherâs 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, âMâMrs. Nightshire?â?
Does she already know that Arielle scored better than me? If she does, will she give up on me?
âWendy?â Looking at how pale Wendy looked, Susanne asked curiously, âWhatâs wrong?â
Before Wendy could speak up, Cecilia interrupted, âN Nothing! I came here to get Wendy. We should leave, Susanne. Letâs have lunch with Wendy as she hasnât eaten.â
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, âMrs. Nightshire.â
The corners of Susanneâs lips lifted slightly, and she let out a soft grunt in response.
âSusanne, letâs go!â 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 Arielleâs scores would embarrass her. Thus, she turned away and walked to the stairway with the other two ladies.
âHow did you do in exam, Wendy?â She casually asked.
âIââ
Wendy did not know how to reply, but Cecilia quickly jumped into the conversation. âShe did well and managed to secure a spot to take Maxwell Universityâs entrance examination.â
Not surprised by her response, Susanne nodded her head in silence.
At that moment, Trisha shouted, âWait! You scolded us without reason and even used such awful words against Arielle. Donât you want to apologize before you leave?â