Chapter 9 Responding to Inquiries

Milly appeared indifferent as she glanced at the monitor nearby. “I hope you remember what you just said, don’t go back on your word.” Anna rolled her eyes. Despite her reluctance, she had to follow the principal’s orders and lead Milly into her own class. As they entered the classroom, whispers filled the once quiet room. “Who is this girl? A new student?” “No way, the college entrance exam is only two months away, joining now is pointless. But with those thick bangs and big glasses, you can’t even see her face clearly.” “Haha, she’s probably not very attractive.

Who would hide their face if they were pretty?” Seeing the discipline in the class deteriorating, Anna furrowed her brows and sternly knocked on the desk. “What’s all this noise? Quiet down! This is our new transfer student.” She then turned to Milly and said, “Alright, stop standing there, go sit in the empty seat at the back.” Throughout the interaction, she didn’t bother to introduce Milly, her tone dripping with disdain. Milly didn’t mind at all; not having to introduce herself saved her from speaking, which was perfect! She scanned the classroom and paused when she noticed a familiar figure. The boy bore a striking resemblance to her, with delicate features like a male model, and always ranked first in grades. He stood with arms crossed, looking at her arrogantly, his eyes filled with disdain and mockery. This was likely the original owner’s sixth brother, Anthony. Ignoring his hostility, Milly found a quiet corner by the window to sit. As she settled in, her phone vibrated in her bag. Checking the message from her eldest brother, Jordan, she heard his deep voice. “Milly, focus on your studies. I’ll get back to work. You and Anthony are in the same class, so if you need help, ask him. He’s your brother, after all.” Anthony? Brother? The class was shocked to hear this news.

Are they siblings? Anthony’s expression darkened as he denied, “What are you staring at? I only have one sister, Stephanie. Just because someone shares my name doesn’t mean they’re my family.” Stephanie was right. Milly is indeed cunning, trying to claim a connection to the Burnetts. I can see right through her. But he wouldn’t acknowledge her! Milly was speechless at his outburst. It was Jordan’s message, not hers. Why was he angry at her? Deciding not to argue with a teenager, she focused on her studies. She texted Jordan for a bit, turned her phone off, stuffed it in her bag, and whipped her book out, getting ready for class. Since there was no drama happening, everyone turned away. As the bell rang, Anna sternly announced, “No phones in class from now on. We have a few days before the final exam. Last time, Class B was only five points behind. This time, no slacking off. If anyone drags our class down, they’ll be out of Class A!” It felt like she was singling out Milly. “Alright, everyone, please take out the practice papers. Today, we will discuss the final key question.” Milly remained composed, treating her words as if they were just a passing breeze. She twirled her pen in her hand and tilted her head to watch Anna write the question on the blackboard. However, she had overestimated herself. After listening for less than ten minutes, she furrowed her brow and found it difficult to continue paying attention. Why is she elaborating so much on such a simple question? The answer is obvious. Furthermore, the method she is explaining is unnecessarily verbose, when there is clearly a simpler way to solve it!

After forcing herself to listen for another five minutes, Milly couldn’t bear it any longer. She rubbed her throbbing forehead and took out a book on another subject from the book hole to self-study, so she wouldn’t fall asleep. She didn’t have to worry about math, Spanish, and comprehensive science, because when she was studying for a Ph.D., she focused on mathematics, physics, and economics, all in Spanish. It was the local language that she was lacking. She needed to work on classical language and ancient poetry, but fortunately, she had been exposed to a lot of ancient knowledge while filming before, so it wasn’t completely unfamiliar to her.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

After determining her approximate position, Milly breathed a sigh of relief. If she studied Centralian well for a few days, she shouldn’t lag behind too much, and getting a score of 700 should be no problem. On the side, Anthony watched as Milly finished one book and then picked up another, like a curious baby. The books were still brand new, with not a single word written. He rolled his eyes. He really didn’t know how his brother had managed to persuade the principal to make an exception and accept a poor student, even placing her in the A class. She really couldn’t compare to Stephanie. Although she was in the last class, Class D, at least she had earned her place through her own efforts. Unlike Milly, who not only daydreamed in class but also openly refused to listen. It was a waste of his brother’s painstaking efforts. Unable to bear it any longer, Anthony took a deep breath and sternly reprimanded, “Can you pay attention in class?” Milly’s rhythm of reciting ancient poetry from the Centralian book was interrupted, and she frowned. “Can you stop talking in class?” “You … “

Anthony was being confronted so directly for the first time, his face turning red with embarrassment. No good deed goes unpunished. Just then, a voice of rebuke rang out from the platform, “Milly, what are you talking about in class? Stand up and answer this question!” Anna glared at Milly; she had been watching her the whole time, thinking that if she just behaved and didn’t listen in class, it would be fine. She never expected her to provoke her good student, which made her completely unable to hold back. Anthony heard the teacher call Milly to answer the question, and the turmoil in his chest that had been caused by Milly’s anger suddenly eased a lot. With a proud look on her face, he coldly snorted. Hmph, don’t expect me to help you. Milly stood up expressionlessly, glanced at the question on the blackboard, and the next second, she answered, “The answer is the square root of one over two.” As soon as these words were spoken, the whole class fell into a strange silence.