Chapter 246
Mr. Hammond stared after Mirabella’s retreating figure for a long moment before he turned to Anthony, one eyebrow arched in a leisurely fashion as he uttered a few words with absolute certainty. “One hundred percent.
Anthony blinked, a bit stunned. One hundred percent… Was Mr. Hammond really that sure?
“But Vincent was only two points behind her in the last round.”
Mr. Hammond just smiled. “Those two points might seem small, but they’re not so easily overtaken.”
The person who had nearly sent the entire education system of several top universities into meltdown wasn’t someone who could be surpassed so simply. The breadth of knowledge Mirabella possessed had long outstripped the current curriculum.
Vincent was undeniably a top student, but next to Mirabella, he was destined for second place. It was a stroke of luck that they had recruited Mirabella. If she’d gone to another school. Mr. Hammond might truly be pulling his hair out by now.
Refocusing. Mr. Hammond clapped Anthony on the shoulder. “First or second doesn’t matter. What matters is that our very own Parkside High School students hold both the top spots.
Whoever takes the lead is all the same to us.”
“True enough.” Anthony replied with a chuckle.
“I’ve got some errands this evening, so the kids are in your hands. Let’s try to keep them at the hotel tonight unless there’s a good reason not to,” Mr. Hammond advised, glancing at his watch.
Anthony nodded. “Don’t worry, I’ve got this.”
Mr. Hammond soon departed.
After selecting her meal, Mirabella found a quiet corner to sit down.
While eating, she pulled out her phone and opened her contacts to a name saved as ‘Adler.” sending a message, [Hey, wanna meet up?]
Adler was dining when he received the message, and at a glance, his hand twitched so violently he nearly dropped his phone into his bowl of soup.
Ever since she had inquired about the Education Association, there had been no contact from her, and he hadn’t dared to initiate any. Now, the big shot herself was suggesting a meet–up? This was utterly shocking. He had tried to arrange a face–to–face several times, only to be relentlessly rebuffed. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.
Suppressing his inner turmoil, Adler typed back hastily. [Are you in Riverdale right now?]
Mirabella was somewhat surprised at the quick response, replying with a simple. [Yep.]
Seeing her reply, Adler didn’t even bother to finish his meal. He stood up and headed for the door, texting as he went. [Name the place, I’ll be right there.)
Mirabella paused mid–typing when Vincent approached with a tray and sat directly across from her. She raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
Vincent gave her a neutral look. “Anthony asked me to tell you, don’t leave the hotel tonight. unless it’s necessary.” With that, he started on his meal.
“Got it,” Mirabella responded, then finished messaging Adler. (Sorry, I can’t do it now. I have a competition tomorrow and need to review tonight. How about we meet after the event tomorrow?]
Adler, about to twist the doorknob and step out, froze solid as he read her message.
Competition?
Review?
Could this big shot actually be a student?
He remembered the last time she’d mentioned something about studying… Suddenly, Adler felt utterly perplexed, as if something in his mind had shattered.
It took him a while to snap out of his daze, his fingers trembling as he typed. [You’re… still a student?]