Novel Drama
Chapter 222
Chapter 222
The entire classroom fell into a stunned silence.
Keen was completely flabbergasted. "Investigate Lucille? I thought the folks from Superiority College were here to look into Cordelia's case?"
The few staff members were equally baffled. "Our orders were based on complaints about Lucille's ethical conduct. We've gathered some evidence that Lucille accepted bribes from students' parents, compromising the integrity of the Autumn Gold Academic Bootcamp exams. Our visit today is merely to observe his behavior in the school environment."
At these words, Queenie's legs gave way, and she collapsed onto her chair with a loud thud.
Beside her, Daisy, who had been anxiously red-eyed, stared incredulously first at Cordelia and then at the staff members...
Suddenly, Daisy remembered the cool demeanor of the "academic god" from the day before, even playing video games into the night. She couldn't shake off the feeling that this composure was because he knew this whole affair was a non-issue!
She swallowed hard, wondering if this situation was somehow related to the "academic god."
After the room had quieted down, one of the staff members turned to Everard, "Could you elaborate on how exactly Lucille insulted you? And the harm he caused?"
Everard smiled faintly, eyes downcast. "Oh, I forgot."
The staff member was at a loss for words.
With the evidence against Lucille already mounting, the staff's presence was more of a formality than anything.
Seeing Everard withhold information, the team asked a few more questions around for details before finally taking their leave.
Once they had gone, all eyes in the classroom turned to Queenie.
Pale as a ghost, she dashed to the doorway as soon as the coast was clear, stopping Waldron. "Waldron, where's my uncle?" Waldron sighed. "He's been detained today and won't be able to come to work for a while."
Queenie gulped. "When will he be able to return?"
"That depends on the authorities. And if his guilt is confirmed, he might never return," Waldron explained.
Near tears, Queenie pulled out her phone and rushed outside. "I need to call my dad!"
The classroom buzzed with the sudden turn of events.
Everyone who had anticipated Cordelia's downfall now cast sympathetic looks her way. Even her dorm mates approached her with guilty expressions, "Genius, we... are sorry. Can you forgive us?"
Cordelia gave them a look before slowly responding, "There's nothing to forgive because I never blamed you in the first place."
It wasn't that she was a saint.
To her, these two were never in the "friends" category to begin with.
To Cordelia, the fondness or disdain of strangers meant nothing.
Unaware of how challenging it was to be considered Cordelia's friend, they sighed in relief, not realizing what they had missed.
Daisy, on the other hand, couldn't hide her irritation. "Yesterday, they were scared of being implicated, and today, they have the nerve to ask for your forgiveness. Unbelievable."
Cordelia just smiled at her. "Have you finished your worksheet?"
This made Daisy panic. "No, hey, I can't solve this problem. Genius, can I take a look at your worksheet?"
Cordelia handed her the completed worksheet, and Daisy immediately got down to business.
Finally, the classroom settled down into a focused study session. The Lucille incident, being only a day old, hadn't caused too much disruption.
Waldron quickly filled Lucille's
shoes, and the math department
sent over a few teachers to take
l
over the classes. During study periods, the teachers stayed in the classroom, ready to answer any
student's questions.
Throughout the day, Queenie was visibly distressed, glaring at Cordelia from her seat.
At lunch, Cordelia took Everard to the cafeteria.
Daisy approached them after a while, "Genius, can I talk to you for a second?"Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
Glancing at Everard, Cordelia followed Daisy aside, only to be handed a flyer. "Genius, this must be Queenie's doing. You might want to explain this to your boyfriend, don't you think?"
Cordelia was puzzled.
Looking down, she saw the flyer from the math forum, accusing her of being indecisive and playing the field.
Daisy coughed awkwardly. "Genius, you and Sean have been quite close, maybe too close? Your boyfriend might get jealous, right?"
Cordelia remained silent, giving Daisy a look before returning her gaze to Everard, unsure how to explain.
Handing back the phone, she simply said, "It's nothing."
Daisy was incredulous. "You're practically putting a green hat on him, and it's nothing?"
"...Yeah."
When they returned to their table, Daisy glanced between Everard and Cordelia, then suddenly blurted out, and
"Genius, ye been thinking, you Sean seem like a good match. Why
don't you break up with it
boyfriend? After reading the forum, it seems like your boyfriend is just after your money!"
Everard was speechless.
In the afternoon, Mr. Waldron strode into the classroom with a stack of graded papers from yesterday's exam. "Alright, folks, the teachers pulled an all-nighter grading these, and we've got all the results sorted. I'll be handing out the papers now! Sean, you scored 160."
Out of a total of 300 points, 160 might seem low, but given the difficulty of yesterday's diagnostic test, it was a pretty solid score!
Queenie perked up as the papers started to be distributed. She couldn't resist throwing a jab at Cordelia, "Wonder how our class genius did this
time?"
Quick to defend, Daisy shot back, "Thanks to Lucille's prank, our genius had to take the whole test standing up. That had to mess with her focus!" Queenie scoffed, "Save the excuses. A bad score is a bad score, no matter how you spin it."
As she finished, Mr. Waldron called out Cordelia's name.
Instantly, Queenie and everyone else in the room turned their gaze towards the front, eager to hear the score.