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A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 382
“Why should we? We scored well and earned our seats fair and square. Why should we let her take our
seats?“”
“He’s right. This is not fair, Mr. Baxter!”
Wendy clenched her fists. She was about to lose control and complain with the other students when
Kelsea shouted, “Mr. Baxter, did you accept some bribes from Arielle? Why does she get special
treatment while the rest of us are bound by the rules?”
Every student, including Wendy, was taken aback. They stared at Kelsea in surprise.
Holy… that is too straightforward and a total diss at Donovan.
Despite that thought, Wendy was rather happy with the result. Kelsea’s rant had made it so that
Donovan had to be fair to protect his own reputation.
Unless he’d rather be fired, that is.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust as Wendy thought that Donovan would take his words back, he spoke up.
He stared strangely at Kelsea and replied, “I wasn’t giving her any special treatment. Like everyone
else, she gets to choose based on the score she got.”
Kelsea couldn’t figure out what Donovan was hinting, so she asked directly, “Then why does she get to
choose any seat other than the ones chosen by the first two students?”
Kelsea never believed that Arielle could get a good score.
We both got in through the back door. Why does she get to have more privilege than me?
“Mr. Baxter, just how much is my score?” asked Arielle, who couldn’t bear to keep watching. She felt
like things were pretty difficult for Donovan, so she ripped the band-aid off for everyone.
Donovan shot a look at her before replying, “One hundred and forty-eight points.”
Everyone, including the sleepy Jared, stared in astonishment as their eyes bulged.
Wendy and Kelsea thought, One hundred and forty eight? Her?
Henry thought, One hundred and forty-eight? The beautiful student who guessed her answers like I did
got one hundred and forty-eight points? What the hell?
Too many were in disbelief, so Donovan picked Arielle’s paper up in exasperation and announced,
“Chanaean, eight points.”
Wendy was about to complain that it was impossible for Arielle to get a total of one hundred and forty-
eight when her Chanaean section only got eight points. However, Donovan flipped the pages and
continued, “Mathematics, perfect score.”
Wendy’s expression instantly filled with curiosity.
She hadn’t had the chance to digest what she heard before Donovan continued, “Ustranasion, perfect
score.”
Wendy felt attacked. She even started questioning her life.
Kelsea, on the other hand, was calmer. She demanded, “Even if she got the perfect score for those two
sections, she would only total to one hundred and twenty points. How did she get one hundred and
forty-eight?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEven Wendy, who was ranked the first, only managed to get one hundred and fifty-seven points!
That was when Donovan added, “That’s because she answered the two extra questions in the
Mathematics and Ustranasion sections. An extra question earns her an additional ten points, so two
questions totals to twenty points.”
After saying his piece, Donovan looked right at Kelsea, who was starting to question her own life. He
challenged, “Any other questions?”
Donovan’s tone was filled with hostility and impatience at the time. The good impression Kelsea left on
Donovan had since faded, and he was getting annoyed with her.
Kelsea noticed that, too. Her beautiful face flushed red before she mumbled, “No…”
“Then please take a seat.”
Kelsea sat down while blushing hard. If she could, she would dig a hole in the ground and hide there
forever.
Despite all that, she refused to believe that a villager from a poor environment could score that well. If
she can do all that, then what does it mean for a rich socialite like me?