The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 126: Chapter 126: I Thought the Professor Was Invited by Zayn Fisher_1

Class B students fled in disarray, while Class A students viciously vented their anger, all discussing how disgraceful Class B’s hasty retreat had been.

”Today, a professor from Tsinghua University came, and a lot of officials from the city bureau too,” Justin Wafford said to Nathalie Quinlan, full of concern. ”Won’t you face retaliation for clashing with Ghania Quinlan at a time like this?”

”It’s her own fault, who would she retaliate against?” Nathalie Quinlan absentmindedly played with her phone.

Justin Wafford shook his head helplessly, feeling it was impossible to make her understand.

That highly acclaimed professor from Tsinghua was here, and today Ghania was undoubtedly the star of the show—hadn’t she noticed Ghania had even worn an evening gown caliber dress?

She obviously wanted to steal the spotlight completely today.

By openly disrespecting Ghania like this, Nathalie could not rule out the possibility of Ghania whispering a few words into that professor’s ear. The university entrance exams might be fair and transparent, but enrollment certainly wasn’t.

With such superb grades, Nathalie would definitely end up at Tsinghua or the neighboring University of Beijing, but now she might have just cut off one path for herself, making her future more difficult.

After all, Nathalie’s offense against Ghania was ultimately to defend Jhovany Sullivan.

If Ghania really sought revenge on Nathalie afterward, he had connections in Beijing through his family. When the time came, he’d speak up for her at home. No matter what, as a member of Class A, he couldn’t let Nathalie shoulder everything on her own!

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In Class B, Ghania seethed with anger as she returned to her class.

Just after she arrived back, someone found her bracelet.

It turned out that the chain was too fine, and the clasp had come undone, dropping it in the classroom corridor.

She hadn’t noticed herself.

Her first reaction upon discovering her bracelet missing was to recall her run-in with Nathalie Quinlan on the way back to the classroom. Without thinking twice, she had rushed to Class A to confront and demand her bracelet.

Now that the bracelet was recovered, the embarrassment she suffered couldn’t be undone.

Ghania was full of resentment, her whole being radiating a ’keep away’ vibe.

No one in Class B dared approach her, only a few individuals who were typically on good terms with her dared to whisper nearby.

”Ghania, you don’t need to stoop to Nathalie Quinlan and her crew’s level. Who knows how Jhovany Sullivan got that bracelet—it might as well have been stolen by her.”

It would’ve been better if she hadn’t mentioned Jhovany Sullivan’s bracelet. As soon as the bracelet was brought up, Ghania’s face darkened even further, and her mood worsened.

After much difficulty, she had finally managed to get a Seven bracelet through Zayn Fisher’s connections, while Jhovany casually wore a Seven limited edition on her wrist—she felt utterly humiliated just now.

Thankfully, someone noticed her darkening mood and comforted her in time, ”So what if Jhovany Sullivan wears an expensive bracelet? Even a real one looks fake on her! Everyone knows today’s star is Ghania. The professor from Tsinghua came specially for Ghania to No.1 Middle School. Besides him, many VIPs from McKinney also arrived... I’m so jealous of Ghania, having such a great boyfriend.”

Ghania, who had been resting her head on the desk in a terrible mood, felt a sudden uplift after hearing these words.

Right at that moment, Emilia Sullivan’s phone call came through.

She told her envious classmates around her, ”Excuse me, it’s a call from my mom, I’m going out to take it.”

Walking on a carpet of envious gazes, she went out to answer the phone.

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The news that a professor from Tsinghua University would visit No.1 Middle School had spread around McKinney long ago, coupled with the Quinlan Family’s relentless online promotion of the event, building up Ghania’s publicity.

Almost all of McKinney’s socialites came to join in the excitement.

Mrs. Fisher and Jeff Quinlan had arrived.

This time, they attended as distinguished entrepreneurs from the district, joining the first public lecture by the professor. They weren’t alone; they were joined by several spouses of city bureau chiefs.