CHapter 56
Briony was green with envy!
“Theard the boss of Triple Entertain Media is an old geezer, over fifty, and just so happens to have
thest name Schnabel, Now Noe’s going by Noe Schnabel–don’t tell me she’s snagged
herself a sugar daddy or something.”
Stuff like that isn’t exactly unheard of in showbiz.
Milford was itching just looking at that poster. If Noe really was nning to make her debut. it
could be a sweet deal. As long as he had some dirt on her past, he could make sure she’d be
eating out of his hand!
Briony was a hot mess, nning to grill Noe about the whole deal as soon as she got home.
If Noe really did enter the limelight, she wouldn’tst two minutes!
Meanwhile the director escorted Noe and Beckett to the university president’s office. respectfully
handing over some documents.
“Mr. Schnabel here’s Ms. Yvonne’s school record. She barely got into school because Ashlyn
donated a building, plus she had the Imperial City residency… her academic foundations are pretty
shaky.”
Beckett, without breaking a sweat, pulled out a fine cup, poured Noe some water, checked the
temperature with his hand, and handed it to her before asking in a cool tone, “I won’t bother reading
the documents. Just give me the gist. Yvonne’s been a poor student from the get–go. but do you
think that justifies her being bullied by her ssmates?”
The director’s head shook like a bobblehead.
“Are you joking, Mr. Schnabel? Who in their right mind would dare pick on Marcel’s
granddaughter?”
She’d be lucky not to bully someone herself…
Beckett knew Marcel’s character; the Schnabel family kids went to school without him unting his
clout to get them perks, let alone using his status to push people around.
Frowning, he asked, “Has my grandfathere to visit Yvonne at school?”
“Nope, the old Mr. Schnabel is busy; no time for that. It was Yvonne herself who announced she
was his granddaughter at the inauguration ceremony.”
Marcel might be low–key, but that didn’t stop others from making a big deal of it!
Beckett was speechless.
“Since enrolling. Yvonne rarely attends sses, iming to be caring for the old Mr. Schnabel
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In the hospital and sharing pictures of her and the old Mr. Schnabel on social media. This exam had
a hired gun test–taker for Yvonne. Here’s the paper.”
Two exams wereid out before him, one with a score of just 58 out of 100.
Beckett raised an eyebrow, “Has she always hired someone for her exams?”
“Yes, but to be fair, our school’s exams are tough, and considering Yvonne never attended a single
ss, scoring 58 isn’t too shabby…”
The director was sweating bullets.
These were all half–bakedpliments he had conjured up, and even he found them absurd.
Judging by Beckett’s care for Noe by his side, he probably wouldn’t be any less protective of
Yvonne. If he made a fuss, the school would be in deep trouble…
Noe nced at the exam paper and casually asked, “Got any nk papers and a pen?”
Beckett thought she was just bored and instructed the director to fetch a nk exam.
After some digging, the director could only find a graduate–level medicalpetition paper.
“This is all we’ve got. It’s super tough. Even Professor Calvin scored only 80. You can just skim
through it.”
“Thanks.”
The director was worried Noe might doodle something silly on it, and he’d have toe up
with more ttery.
But watching her handle herself withposure, she was leagues ahead of Yvonne, who always
strutted into the office like she owned the ce.
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Now, the mere mention of “Do you know who my grandpa is?” gave the director a headache.
“How’s Yvonne’s social life at school, really?”
“Not too bad, mainly ‘cause Yvonne can’t stand the other students. She calls them all ‘country
bumpkins‘ and ‘poor as church mice.‘ And since she hardly ever attends ssés, she doesn’t really
interact with them! But yeah, rtions are great!”
Knowing Yvonne’s character, Beckett could guess the kind of drama she’d stir up at school.
Noe put down her pen and handed the test back to the director.
“All done? Don’t worry if you didn’t get the professional jargon. Wait, what?”
The director, almost choking on his own saliva, was stunned by the answers and calctions Noe
had jotted down.
He didn’t even have the answers himself; they needed to be looked up on the medical intr.
“Mr. Schnabel, please bear with me for a sec!”
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Five minutester, the director was a bundle of nerves, looking at frontlike one w kind of prodigy.
Professor Calvin couldn’t get past 80, and Noe had scored 50
They knocked off one point because her paper was all worked out processes being some points for
presentation.
But it proved she had just aced the paper in ten minutes
“Miss Schnabel, would you be interested in enrolling in our school? We’d like to offer you fast–track
invitation to abined bachelor’s, master’s, and Ph.D. program
Noe shook her head and said, “No thanks.” She was just killing time and curTIUS TO SEE HIM
tough the school’s questions were.
Turned out she identally got the test paper she designed, and since Calvin only scored she went
ahead and scribbled down the calction processes for the key questions Consider it payback for
his help with her experiments.
Beckett’s eyes lit up, looking at Noe with extra tenderness.
“Noe, interested in medicine? Ulrich could mentor you. If you are, I’ll set up ats for you night
away.”
“No, it’s just that the granny who raised me wasn’t well, so I picked up a bit on the side. Not really
interested.”
If it weren’t for taking care of old Mrs. Lambert, she wouldn’t have bothered with medicine at
all.
The director looked a bit bummed out, eyeballing Noe with puppy–dog eyes.
“If you ever change your mind, remember to hit me up!”
Noe nodded, then nced at the failed test paper on the table. “As for this test, it’s a piece of
cake. If your school ever needs someone to set questions, you know where to find me.”
“Sure thing! Even if you don’te to school here, it’d be great to have your insights”
Her questions might just crank up the rate of students staying extra years at MediCore University.
“Noe, what major are you interested in?”
“Haven’t decided. Anything’s fine, I guess. A school closer to home would be better.”
The Schnabel family’s parents and brothers kind of enjoyed having meals with her, and they’d be
the first to veto if the distance was too great.
She wasn’t all that keen on going to college either. To her, she had already learned everything they
could teach, so attending was just a waste of time.
But then, there were those countless nights old Mrs. Lambert would cuddle her on the rocking
chair at the ancestral home, gently swaying and moon–gazing.
“My dear, you must go to a top–notch college, attend the best school. You have to spread your
wings from here, and go to the finest ces!”
“What about you, Grandma, If I go?”
Old Mrs. Lambert chuckled, fanning herself with a fan, softly patting her back.
“I’ll turn into the moon, and I’ll always be with you in the sky. So you can’t go astray. You must go to
college!”
Those memories were buried in dust, yet they were the cherished moments Noe would never
forget!
Noe’s phone flickered with an encrypted number. She stood up. “Beckett, I need to take this.”
Beckett had some things to ask the director in private and said. “Alright, don’t wander off too far.”
Noe stood in the hallway and pressed the answer button.
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“Boss, got a message from the old Linefort City estate. Belinda’s nning to relocate old Mrs.
Lambert’s grave!”
“Relocate? Isn’t Grandma’s grave in good shape?”
Noe had forked out a hefty sum to have old Mrs. Lambert’s resting ce picked out, meant to
bless the descendants with prosperity and fortune.
“Yeah, the ce is great, and that’s why Belinda wants to move old Mrs. Lambert’s coffin out. so her
own parents can move in! She ims the Lambert family’s recent bad luck is all because of the bad
location of the ancestral grave, so she wants to tamper with old Mrs. Lambert’s. Boss, we paid top
dor for that plot, you know. If someone digs it up, where’s old Mrs. Lambert supposed to go?”
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