Chapter 81

John rushed back into the physics classroom in a hurry. He could not even catch his breath. “Yve, something happened!”

Bonnie’s nap was quite a rollercoaster. She was first woken by Ruby’s piano playing in the auditorium, and then, just as she was about to nod off again in class, John burst in shouting.

Bonnie rubbed her messy hair. “What’s going on? Weren’t you supposed to be in the physics office helping the teacher sort some files? Why are you back so early?”

Yvette lazily leaned against the chair, her legs propped up on the windowsill. She casually typed on her phone: [The game is too easy. Redo it.]

Somewhere in Betrico, there was a young man who wore a red checkered shirt. He had a charming baby face, cute dimples on his pale cheeks, and large black-rimmed glasses.

The table was full of unopened lunchboxes. Scattered around the table were white sheets of paper, all scribbled with messy markings.

The phone screen lit up for a moment. The young man eagerly picked up the phone to read the message before feeling a pang of disappointment.

‘As I’ve expected, Boss isn’t impressed with my designs, he thought.

The hard-working man put down his phone, lowered his head, and resumed typing on the keyboard.

After sending the text, Yvette glanced at John, who had just walked in. Her expression remained neutral, revealing nothing.

“What’s going on?”

John took a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over with a serious expression. “Yve, look at this. Your name is on this list.”

Yvette took it and glanced at it. The big, bold letters read: [20th Art Festival Participant List]

Bonnie leaned in. “So what? You know Yve is participating in a painting event. Why the surprise? Didn’t you bet on her to win?

Are you getting forgetful? What’s so interesting about this?”

John shook his head. He would not be so worried if there were not any issues with the list. However, the list not only had problem but it was a major one.

He said, “Take a closer look at the event listed after Yve’s name.”

Bonnie carefully searched for Yvette’s name. The next second, her eyes widened in surprise. In disbelief, she rubbed her eyes, thinking perhaps she was still drowsy.

After she was sure she did not see wrongly, she stammered, “Y-Yve, when did you sign up for four events?”

a Yvette glanced at the list and lifted her gaze. Her eyes darkened while her expression remained calm with a slight hint of tiredness.

Her tone was calm and steady. “It’s not me.”

Bonnie and John naturally knew it was not Yvette who signed up for the events herself. It was clear someone was trying to embarrass the latter.

Only a few could tamper with the registration, and they thought of someone simultaneously.

Bonnie and John stated in unison, “Ruby.”

Yvette slightly lifted her chin, nodded faintly, and said softly, “Yes. It’s probably her.”

Bonnie rolled up her sleeves, ready to rush out. Her face turned red with anger.

Yvette asked, “Where are you going?”

Bonnie was so mad she almost started swearing.

“Yve, Ruby has gone too far. Isn’t she purposely trying to set you up? I was wondering who changed the Art Festival rules to let one enter four events out of nowhere. It makes no sense unless it’s to set you up. I’m going to talk to Mr. Sunderland about this. I can’t believe there’s no fairness. Docs Ruby really think she runs the student council?”

John also thought clarifying things with the teachers was necessary and that Ruby’s actions were outrageous. He exclaimed.

inwardly, “This is outrageous!”

“Yve, I agree with Bonnie. We can’t simply ignore this. I overheard people talking about you earlier, saying you’re overestimating yourself. The forum about you entering four events is going viral. Let’s go talk to Mr. Sunderland about having the list changed.”

Bonnie was surprised. “John, did you say the forum? How could the news spread so quickly on the school forum?”

John looked frustrated and helpless. “As soon as the list was released, the student council posted it on the school forum. The post quickly rose to the top, so now it seems the whole school knows about it.”

A few classmates in the classroom overheard John and immediately grabbed their phones to log into the forum. Sure enough, they saw the top post: [Art Festival Highlights (The Physics Department’s Campus Beauty Yvette Signs Up for Four Events)]

The comments below had already reached over a thousand.

[Wow, is that Yvette from the physics department who defeated Sharon? Or could it be another person with the same name?]

[Yes, it’s her. She signed up for four events. Music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. How impressive.]

[No way. Do you really think she can do all that? I think she’s just trying to seek attention.]

[I agree. That’s what I think too.]

[Agreed!]

Bonnie exclaimed, “Yve, how can you still be so calm? Come on, let’s quickly remove your name.”

Yvette propped her chin up with one hand, shaking her head slightly as she gazed out the window, her eyes reflecting a vast sea of stars.

“There’s such an interesting thing? I should surprise the planner, but I wonder if it’s what she wants, she thought.

Yvette said, “No need. Just let her have her way.”

Bonnie and John stood there stunned but didn’t say anything. They respect Yvette’s every choice, supporting and trusting her unconditionally. “Yve, we believe in you.”

Ryan rushed back as soon as he heard the news. Before he even entered, he heard Yvette’s cold and distant voice.

He thought, Seems that she already knows someone has registered her for four events. Doesn’t she know that many celebrities are invited to the Art Festival? Did Ruby plan this to embarrass her? How can she still be so unconcerned and calm?

Ryan froze in place, his expression cold. Since Yvette already knew, he did not need to take any further action.

Yvette turned and smiled, her features refined and striking in the sunlight.

Bonnie was sure the Art Festival was going to be spectacular. She secretly glanced at Yvette, and her intuition told her that Ruby’s schemes might backfire.

Not only that, but Ruby could end up losing more than she gained.

As Yvette’s hardcore fan, Bonnie was confident that the former would definitely impress everyone again at the Art Festival two days later.

‘She might unlock a new skill. Maybe not just one, but four. But can that really happen?’ Bonnie thought and was a bit worried.

To support Yvette, Bonnie brainstormed all sorts of ideas.

On the day of the competition, Bonnie’s enthusiastic support left Yvette and everyone else feeling completely shocked. As night fell and the sky darkened, a bright moon slowly rose in the east. Stars twinkled in the night sky, dazzling and mesmerizing.

Bonnie returned to the dorm, showered, and immediately fell asleep. Soon, soft snores sounded.

In the darkness, Yvette stood on the balcony in black clothes, almost blending into the night as the moonlight illuminated her. It had been a while since she last dreamt of nightmares.

Yvette rubbed her temples. Her eyes were bloodshot as she recalled the scene of an endless sea of blood and unrelenting violence.

The sudden ring of the phone pulled her back from her memories. She took out her phone and glanced at the number momentarily before finally answering.

The person on the phone said, “Hello. It’s me, Jeremiah.”