Chapter 9
Milly appeared indifferent as she nced 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 ss. As they entered the ssroom,
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
sses, 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 ss 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 ssroom and paused when she noticed a familiar
figure. The boy bore a striking resemnce 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 ss, so if you need help,
ask him. He’s your brother, after all.” Anthony? Brother? The ss 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 im a connection to the Buts. 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 ss. Since there was no drama happening, everyone
turned away. As the bell rang, Anna sternly announced, “No phones in ss from now on. We have
a few days before the final exam. Last time, ss B was only five points behind. This time, no
cking off. If anyone drags our ss down, they’ll be out of ss 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 remainedposed, 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 ckboard.
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 borating so much on such a
simple question? The answer is obvious. Furthermore, the method she is exining 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, andprehensive
science, because when she was studying for a Ph.D., she focused on mathematics, physics, and
economics, all in Spanish. It was the localnguage that she wascking. She needed to work on
ssicalnguage and ancient poetry, but fortunately, she had been exposed to a lot of ancient
knowledge while filming before, so it wasn’tpletely unfamiliar to her.
After determining her approximate position, Milly breathed a sigh of relief. If she studied Centralian
well for a few days, she shouldn’tg 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 ept a poor student, even cing her in the A ss. She really couldn’tpare to
Stephanie. Although she was in thest ss, ss D, at least she had earned her ce through
her own efforts. Unlike Milly, who not only daydreamed in ss 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 ss?” Milly’s rhythm of reciting ancient
poetry from the Centralian book was interrupted, and she frowned. “Can you stop talking in ss?”
“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 tform, “Milly, what
are you talking about in ss? Stand up and answer this question!” Anna red at Milly; she had
been watching her the whole time, thinking that if she just behaved and didn’t listen in ss, it
would be fine. She never expected her to provoke her good student, which made herpletely
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,
nced at the question on the ckboard, 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 ss fell into a
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