Chapter 942
The corners of Susanne‘s mouth twitched. She was more afraid of being humiliated.
Gritting her teeth, she stated, “I will come over after I visit the bathroom. You don‘t have to wait up for me because it‘ll only make me uncomfortable. Perhaps, I‘ve aged, so you should just listen to me.”
Susanne‘s awkward reaction sparked joy in Cecilia‘s heart.
Cecilia felt convinced that she had the upper hand and that Susanne would realize how much better her daughter was. Therefore, she did not insist on her way. Waving her hand, she agreed, “Sure. I‘ll wait for you by the bulletin board then.”
With a wry smile, Susanne turned around to escape from the area.
Meanwhile, the corners of Cecilia‘s lips curled up while watching the other lady leave. Gesturing for a bodyguard to come over, she instructed, “Keep your eyes on Mrs. Nightshire. If she wants to leave the school, remember to hold her back and inform me about it.”
She emphasized, “Do not let her leave.”
“Noted!” The bodyguard acknowledged before he quietly trailed behind Susanne.
Cecilia watched Susanne‘s back figure getting smaller and smaller for a few seconds when she suddenly
thought of Wendy‘s grades. Without hesitation, she rushed to the bulletin board.
Her top priority was to know how many points Wendy had scored higher than the student who came in second place.
However, she saw a swarm of students surrounding the bulletin board when she made it there, blocking her view.
Regardless, she could faintly hear people whispering Wendy‘s name in the crowd, and her eyes instantly lit up. Pulling the student closest to her over, she questioned, “Hey, there are too many people in front of me. Do you happen to know the score difference between the top two students?”
Seeing that it was a parent, the student tried not to look annoyed and promptly replied, “I think it was over twenty points. If I‘ve not mistaken, the exact result was twenty–six points.”
“Twenty–six?” The smile on Cecilia‘s face widened. “I heard that students from the preparatory class all received stellar grades, but I didn‘t expect such a wide difference. Are you sure of the results?”
The student confidently responded, “I‘m certain that I‘m right. It‘s definitely around that number. If you don‘t believe me, you can look at the bulletin board for yourself.”
With that confirmation, Cecilia could not help but
shriek with joy, “My daughter is a genius!”
Taken aback, the student asked, “Are you Arielle‘s mother?”
Everyone had heard of the rumors that Arielle‘s mother passed away because of her dad.
“Are you her step–mother or god–mother?”
The unexpected comment stunned Cecilia momentarily. Frowning, she hissed, “What do you mean? I am Wendy Greene‘s mother!”
“Wendy?”
The student‘s mouth twitched as he pulled one of his friends over. “Hey, look! She is Wendy‘s mother.”
Instantly, everyone gathered in front of the bulletin board turned to look at Cecilia when he blurted out those words.
“So she is Wendy‘s mother,” some students murmured.
“Ah, now we know how she looks like.”
Cecilia assumed that the students made these comments as they held high regard for Wendy. Given so, she thought of basking in her daughter‘s glory. With her head held high, she declared, “Yes, I am Wendy‘s mother. If anyone has questions about your homework, you can look for Wendy anytime. Don‘t be shy because she is very easy–going.”
To her confusion, the students only showed odd expressions after she spoke.
Some of them looked speechless, while others looked scornful and disgusted.
Seeing their reactions, it took a few seconds for Cecilia to realize that something was wrong.
If they respected Wendy, why would they look this appalled?
A wave of panic washed over her. Biting her lip, she anxiously stammered, “What‘s with your gazes? What is wrong with you?”
