Chapter 230 The Astonishing Scores


    “Why haven’t they announced the results yet?” a student impatiently Inquired.


    “Could it be that the scores were too low and difficult to grade?” another spected.


    “How ridiculous was it for her to ask you to kneel and apologize earlier?” someone teased.


    “Country folks love to boast, and now she’s even brought her smelly grandmother along,” remarked


    another.


    When Margaret heard thestment, her eyes dimmed slightly. Wynter, on the other hand, nced


    at the taunting group with a chilling smile ying on her l*ps.


    Just then, someone shouted, “Ms. Kowalski is here!”


    Ivana was the teacher responsible for grading the papers. To quiet the crowd, she promptly posted the


    results along with the test papers on the bulletin board. In an instant, even the air seemed to still.


    As the students gazed at the scores, their eyes widened in disbelief. Every subject had a perfect score,


    just as it didst time, except for onenguage subject.


    “Is this even possible?” someone eximed.


    Quinton was also present, and upon witnessing the results himself, he was rendered speechless.


    He turned to nce at Wynter, who stood beside Margaret. In an instant, embarrassment flushed


    across his face. However, Wynter didn’t even spare him a nce.


    Margaret, being too short to see the bulletin board, couldn’t make out what was posted. Yet, when she


    overheard someone mentioning a perfect score, she turned to Wynter in astonishment. “My dear, am I


    hearing correctly?” she asked.


    “You should be. I didn’t ck off this time,” Wynter replied with a faint smile. “You wanted me to perform


    normally, didn’t you?”


    After those words were uttered, a tense silence filled the air, leaving everyone wondering what she


    meant. Could they interpret it as her insinuating that her previous low scores were due toziness?


    The students were stunned into silence by the revtion.


    Meanwhile, Wynter lifted the score sheet and ced it in Margaret’s hands. “Grandma, I told you I


    could do it,” she said confidently.


    Chapter 230 The Astonishing Scores


    Tears shimmered in Margaret’s eyes as she gazed at the impressive scores, feeling as though she


    were dreaming.


    Margaret’s words came out in a jumble as she tenderly caressed Wynter’s hair. “M–my dear, let’s go


    home. I’ll make you something delicious!”


    At that moment, no one dared toin about the medicinal scent emanating from them.


    Wynter scanned the crowd and said indifferently, “Whoever who just used me of boasting,e


    forward. It’s time for an apology.”


    Ang and her clique, who were attempting to flee, paused in their tracks. The other students made


    room for them toe forward, leaving them with no choice but to stay.


    Ang and her clique were notorious for bullying others. They often mocked girls for being overweight


    or poor.


    However, no one dared to challenge Ang’s authority as she unted her status from the esteemed


    Shepherd family. People like Wynter, who stood up to her without hesitation,


    were rare.


    The ssmates were concerned about Wynter’s situation. They exchanged nces and hesitated on


    whether or not to lend a hand.


    “Wynter, you’ve gone too far!” one of Ang’s friends objected, jabbing her finger in Wynter’s direction.


    With a swift twist of her wrist, Wynter elicited a yelp of pain from Ang’s friend.


    Despite supporting Margaret with her left hand, Wynter wlessly executed a kick that was both


    graceful and impactful, her long hair streaming behind her in the wind as the kick connected.


    “You talk too much,” she said nonchntly.


    The girl whose hand was twisted winced in pain.


    Ang screamed, “Do you even know who I am, Wynter!”


    “I’m not interested to know,” Wynter replied casually.


    Ang red at her fiercely. “You’ve crossed the line, Wynter! The Shepherd family will make you


    regret this!”


    “Oh,” Wynter responded disinterestedly. “So you


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    trying to weasel out of apologizing.


    You’ve got quite thick skin.” Wynter’s words had a knack for getting under people’s skin.


    Chapter 230 The Astonist


    Ang’s chest heaved with frustration. To make it worse, she had to endure the stares of their


    surrounding ssmates.


    At that moment, she wished she could vanish into thin air. She was so overwhelmed by embarrassment


    that she covered her face as she fled,