Chapter 130: Chapter 130: Are You Afraid to Come?
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Xaviera Evans participating in the exam as a teacher was surprising enough, but how could she turn in her paper so quickly? Was she just putting on an act?
Some of them had heard about Xaviera Evansâs bet with Jessi Whitman and thought that she must be under too much pressure and not in the right state of mind. Xaviera Evans didnât know what the students in the exam room were discussing about her. After leaving the exam room, she went straight to the archive room of Libanan University. Caleb Mamet had promised to let her access the archives freely before, but she hadnât found the time. Now that she finally had some free time, she decided to take care of it.
She mainly wanted to check the files from twenty years ago, but she did not expect the files from twenty years ago to be emptyâŠ
How strange, could that person and that organization be so secretive that even such private information could be erased? Xaviera Evans looked at the empty file box for a moment, before turning and leaving the archive room.
The news of her visiting the archive room reached Caleb Mametâs ears in no time. Caleb Mamet looked at the message on his phone, his handsome face slightly tense. So, what was Xaviera Evans looking for in the records from twenty years ago?
The next morning, Xaviera Evans walked into the classroom, one hand carrying the breakfast the chef gave her before leaving, with a leisurely sway.
Before she even set foot in the classroom, she heard Jessi Whitmanâs arrogant laughter: âHahaha, whereâs Xaviera Evans? Why hasnât she come? Can she not bear to show her face?â
It was only after the exam yesterday that she found out Xaviera Evans had also taken the test, and even turned in her paper early. This was too delightful! Although it was fun to win the bet with Xaviera Evansâs classmates, nothing beats the thrill of stepping on Xaviera Evans herself!
âQueena, you shouldnât be like this. My sister must be having a hard time now. Letâs just leave. Is that okay?â The voice was unmistakably the angelic bitch, Mag Evans.
âYeah, sheâs probably having a hard time. She just made herself look like a fool, didnât she? I donât know who gave her the confidence to take this test. But doesnât she know the school has intentionally increased the difficulty of this test for the upcoming international competition? With her level of incompetence, she probably canât even comprehend the questions.â
Mag Evans sighed with a troubled expression on her face: âQueena, I know my sister is sure to lose this time, but can you not make her kneel down and apologize to you for my sake? Sheâs my sister after all⊠â
Jessi Whitman was about to ask why, when she saw Xaviera Evans leaning lazily against the door, occasionally taking a bite of her sandwich, looking relaxed and not at all nervous.
Jessi Whitman felt something was wrong, but thinking about it, Xaviera Evans was probably just putting on a brave face, trying to save face. The test was extremely difficult, she had trouble with some parts as well, and she even felt that there wasnât enough time after the exam had concluded.
So Xaviera Evans must not have finished her test when she turned in her paper early; she probably gave up after glancing at the test. Thinking of this, Jessi Whitman sneered: âYo, youâve got the nerve to show up! I thought youâd run off with your tail between your legs.â
Xaviera Evans didnât even spare her a glance, tossing the empty sandwich wrapper into the trash can and going back to the classroom. A keen student stood up to give her a seat.
Mag Evans approached with a gentle smile: âSis, I got a leave of absence yesterday and couldnât attend the test with you, and I didnât have the chance to stop your competition with Queena. The result is already outâŠitâs okay, winning or losing doesnât matter, I will always support you.â
Students who witnessed this, thought Mag Evans was the best little sister in the world.
Xaviera Evans smiled enigmatically: âDidnât know about the competition? Isnât my participation in the test thanks to your recommendation, my dear sister?â
Mag Evansâs expression stiffened, how did Xaviera Evans knowâŠwas it the headteacher who let the secret slip? But it didnât matter, she just needed to deny it, and her classmates would believe her.
With that thought, Mag Evansâs expression returned to normal, her lips quivering as if she was wronged: âSis, how could you say that? Why would I push you into the fire? I admit that I did talk to the headteacher about you being the same age as me, so you could try taking the test, but it was just a suggestion. Your agreement to participate is the main factor, my suggestion would be useless otherwise.â
âI know you didnât do well in the test and youâre upset, but you shouldnât take it out on me. Iâve always backed all of your decisions, and I even thought that since Queena and I are such good friends, even if you lose, you wouldnât have to kneel down and apologizeâŠâ
Jessi Whitman hurriedly interrupted: âWait, I didnât agree to that.â
Having said that, she turned to Xaviera Evans: âYou were the one who said youâd willingly accept the outcome of the bet.. You canât rely on your sisterâs connection to back out! Iâm telling you, if you lose, you have to kneel down and apologize, do you hear that?!â