The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 534: Chapter 534: Not Even Worthy to Carry Shoes!_1

At that moment, he had his hands in his pockets, and, standing at a height of 1.8 meters, he towered over the group of high school students from class B.

His gaze was intimidating.

”Nathalie aced the test with a perfect score, 650 points, making her the top scorer in the Tsinghua Joint Entrance Exam for this session.”

”...Nathalie got the top score?”

How could that be?

At Tsinghua, where could you find a student who scored 650? She had attempted those questions, which were much harder than the usual practice book exercises. She had tried her best and had only scored 500. That’s why, knowing Ghania Quinlan had scored 588, she revered and admired Ghania so much.

But now, Nathalie was telling her she had scored a perfect score!

Wenny Taylor felt as though she was being repeatedly slapped in the face, all other sounds fading away, leaving only the sight of the indifferent girl standing in front of her and her classmates from class A gathered around her.

Whether it was Justin Wafford or Jhovany Sullivan, even Clerent Miller, everyone looked at her with the cold eyes reserved for a traitor.

Some didn’t even bother to hide their disgust for her.

The disgust and aversion felt like thorns piercing her heart; she couldn’t utter a word and felt as if the world had become fantasy!

Nathalie got the first place?

She had been certain that Nathalie had cozied up to Ghania after failing the exam and now, after offending everyone in her class, she was being told she was wrong. Her idolized Ghania, with her score of 588, was a joke in the eyes of others.

Not even worthy to carry their shoes.

The other had crushed them with a perfect score; they were at the back gossiping about how the other couldn’t get into Tsinghua.

Wenny Taylor refused to believe it, her hands clutching the cup so tightly that the water inside trembled; she bit her lip and denied it, ”Impossible, how could she get first place, then what’s Ghania supposed to be?”

It was a spontaneous outburst that she meant to say to herself, but it struck Ghania like a slap in the face, her face flushed with anger and her palms clenched tight.

Wenny Taylor must be out of her mind to bring her along.

Justin Wafford glanced at the flushed-faced person with a sneer, ”How should I know what she counts for? She never meant anything in the first place; it’s you who think she’s something special. We’ve never said she amounted to anything.”

He couldn’t be bothered to continue the conversation with Wenny Taylor and knew that Nathalie had only responded to them because their conversation was getting uglier and even included class A in the mockery. Now that everything had been clarified, he didn’t even want to look at Wenny Taylor again, and said to someone beside him, ”Nathalie, let’s go. We’ll eat somewhere else.”

”After all, humans and dogs don’t dine at the same table!”

Class B students were likened to dogs, and none of them looked good, yet none had the courage to contradict him.

What could they do? They had provoked first, and the response was a face slap that came afterward.

Aside from lying low and accepting the mockery, what else could they do?

Moreover, Nathalie had scored 650—a score too high for any student to even contemplate, hence the silence, with everyone at a loss for words.

The opponent was too weak, and nobody would step forward when they were at such a disadvantage. Justin Wafford found it pointless to talk to them, so he turned to Nathalie and said, ”There’s a barbecue place next door that’s pretty good. Let’s have barbecue for lunch.”

Nathalie was indifferent, her hands hanging by her side, a wild glint in her lifted eyes. She shrugged and grunted in agreement.

”Let’s go, let’s go,” he immediately gestured, calling over the people from class A.

Nobody bothered to argue with someone like Wenny Taylor; instead, they simply mentally dismissed her from the class and kept up with the pace.

In a blink of an eye, a large group of them had left noisily.

Leaving only Ghania and the others sitting there.

But the atmosphere was starkly different from before.

Ghania nearly broke the skin of her palm from clenching, and amid the silence, she casually brought up a topic, ”Didn’t Nathalie hit someone? How come she’s not in trouble?”