Chapter 37: Chapter 37: I am Xaviera Evans, also known as Lohill.
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As soon as she spoke, there was an uproar in the room.
All kinds of strange gazes fell on Xaviera Evans.
Steve Price quietly approached Caleb Mamet and asked, âDoes the Evans family have such influence that they can send their wife to Libanan University?â
Caleb Mamet looked at him as if he was an idiot, âDo you think university is high school?â
High school can have transfer students, but how can one transfer to a university?
How can someone who has never been to college be directly admitted to senior year?
What kind of joke is this?
Steve Price: ââŠThen how did Mrs. Evans actually get into Libanan University?â Caleb Mamet turned his head, not asking him, as he didnât know either! âWhat the hell is this woman talking about?!â
Gaby Rome slapped the table. Xaviera Evans was invited to Libanan University by him after much begging, what does it have to do with the Evans family?!
There was no spotlight on the stage, so Mag Evansâ expression couldnât be seen.
But her silence was equivalent to agreeing with the girlâs words.
If this gets out, Libanan Universityâs century-old reputation will be ruined!
The host quickly intervened, âPlease be careful with your words, fellow student. Besides some special recruits, every student in our school has passed the entrance examination through normal channelsâthereâs no such thing as âhard-pluggingâ as you mentioned.â
The girl sneered, âNo hard-plugging? Then what about Xaviera Evans? Didnât she suddenly appear at our school?â
The host: âWellâŠâ
Mag Evans kindly stepped forward to mediate, âLet me explain on behalf of my sister. She is not a formal student at our school, but just an auditing student. My father understands that my sister grew up in the countryside and never attended college, so he wants her to experience the atmosphere of a university. This is a fatherâs earnest wish, and I hope you can understandâŠâ
Mag Evans knew Xaviera Evans went to Libanan University, but didnât know the details. She assumed it was arranged by Mr. Evans.
So, her words were quite justified at this moment.
âHaha, what bullshit are you spouting?! Auditing student? Auditing my ass!â
Gaby Rome couldnât stand it any longer. He pointed at Xaviera Evans and said loudly, âThis person was personally invited by me! It has nothing to do with your father!â
Being scolded like this in front of everyone, Mag Evans turned pale, âMr. Rome, youâŠâ
After a pause, she said unwillingly through clenched teeth, âI know you have a special relationship with Xaviera Evans, and that you defended her backstage⊠But no matter how good your relationship is, thatâs no reason to twist the facts.â
From her words, she was practically accusing Xaviera Evans of having an affair with Gaby Rome!
Caleb Mamet narrowed his eyes, his gaze moving between Gaby Rome and Xaviera Evans, his eyes dark and deep.
Steve Price continued to be dumbfounded, âWhy would Gaby Rome speak up for Mrs. Evans? Do they know each other? What does Gaby Rome mean by âinviting her back!?â
âWho knows.â Caleb Mamet tapped his fingers on his knee, turning his head to meaningfully glance at Xaviera Evans.
Noticing his gaze, Xaviera Evans touched the tip of her nose, guessing that Caleb Mamet had figured out her identity.
But it didnât matter; she didnât intend to hide it anyway.
âTap tap tap.â
Xaviera Evans tapped her fingertips on the microphone, attracting everyoneâs attention.
âSeriously, havenât you guys noticed anything? Iâve been sitting here for quite a while.â She hinted.
âHahaha, a bunch of blind people!â Gaby Rome laughed without any restraint.
It was then that the others realized that Xaviera Evans was actually sitting where Miss Lohill was supposed to be!
What the hell, how dare she?!
âMom, sheâs so shameless, she actually dared to sit there.â
âIf she hadnât mentioned it, I wouldnât have noticed. Is she trying to hook up with Mr. Caleb Mamet by sitting there?â
âDamn, sheâd better stay away from Miss Lohillâs seat! Donât dirty Miss Lohillâs seat!â
Xaviera Evans:
Things seemed to be developing unexpectedly.
A hint of smugness flashed in Mag Evansâ eyes as she spoke innocently, âSister, how could you sit in the teacherâs seat? That positionâŠâ âShut up, I donât need a wicked disciple like you!â
Xaviera Evans shouted in frustration.
The room fell silent again.
Xaviera tapped her fingers on the table, furrowing her heroic brows, clearly in a bad mood.
Her cold, clear voice spread to every corner of the room through the microphone, âLet me introduce myself. I am Xaviera Evans, also known as
Lohill, and I am an invited substitute teacher at Libanan Universityâs College of Fashion Design.â
As her words fell, the crowd hadnât reacted yet.
Xaviera Evans didnât need their reactions, and continued on her own, âThe theme of this design competition is âFive Grainsâ. Most of the designs submitted by the contestants contain elements of the Five Grains, with Mag Evansâ design being the most outstanding.â
Layers of skirt adorned with golden wheat ears, a golden waistband separating the top and bottom, bold drooping sleeves design with a deep V-necklineâ golden wheat ears basking in the sun were growing wildly..