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2.98% Reborn Hearts: The Billionaire's Devoted Wife / Chapter 13: CHAPTER 13

Chapter 13: CHAPTER 13

As Kendall's words fell, an awkward atmosphere engulfed the room.

"Um, well…"

Asher tugged at his hair, struggling to find the right words. "Goddess Kendall, have you forgotten that you scored lower than me in the last exam?"

Although they weren't on par with Class 1, they had received elite education since childhood, giving them a significant head start compared to Kendall, who came from the countryside.

Therefore, Kendall's statement was quite awkward…..

Mr. Evan was left speechless, feeling like the kids had gone mad in their desire to surpass Class 1.

But in the next moment, Mr. Evan's expression changed.

He saw Kendall walk up to the podium, pick up his textbook, and start teaching the content from page thirty.

Her approach was different from his. Kendall's perspective was sharp, condensing what he would teach in one class into a ten–minute presentation.

What was even more remarkable was that she didn't use complicated vocabulary. Instead, she took a gradual and magical approach with her words.

The students were initially puzzled, but as they listened attentively and followed along, they unknowingly entered a state of focused learning.

Mr. Evan had never seen the students in Class 7 behave so well. The girl standing on the podium seemed more like a teacher than he did!

How was it possible, considering her previous poor academic performance?

Mr. Evan couldn't figure it out, and couldn't continue thinking about it.

His thoughts were captivated by Kendall, and like the students, he too became engrossed in her lecture.

Time ticked away.

The bell rang.

Startled by the dismissal bell, the students, who had been immersed in the ocean of knowledge, snapped back to reality.

They looked at each other, their faces displaying expressions of astonishment.

Kendall not only taught the class but covered the content of three classes in a single session, and the key point was that they all understood it!

The knowledge and theories that were once incomprehensible were now imprinted clearly in their minds, like the protagonist in a martial arts story who had his meridians opened by a master!

It felt so great!

"Take a ten-minute break. In the next class, we'll cover physics, followed by history in the class after, and chemistry for the final class," Kendall's tone remained as calm as ever.

Mr. Evan was stunned!

Did Kendall plan to teach all the subjects?

Was she a student or a teacher?

While Mr. Evan was still puzzled, the students, led by Asher, had complete faith in Kendall. Their eyes gleamed with admiration, and they spoke in unison.

"Yes, Goddess Kendall!"

Kendall didn't correct their address. Her name was just a codename; what they called her didn't matter.

In the second class, Kendall taught physics.

In the third class, she covered history.

And for the final class of the morning, she delved into chemistry.

Whether it was humanities or sciences, stories or formulas, Kendall effortlessly presented everything and imparted knowledge to the students in a unique way, enabling the students to understand and learn.

After listening to the remaining three classes, Mr. Evan's doubts vanished completely, leaving him with just one thought. Perhaps, under Kendall's guidance, Class 7 could truly create a miracle!

"When are you gonna stop watching?"

In the principal's office, Adrian approached the floor–to–ceiling window, and standing beside him was the handsome man, Damien.

From this angle, they could see the scene inside the classroom of Class

Although they were far away and couldn't hear the voices inside, the fact that "Kendall was teaching" was evident enough.

"Are you falling for Kendall?" Adrian asked casually,

"What's so strange about falling for her?" Damien retorted.

Adrian was taken aback. "Hey, are you serious?"

Women who wanted to pursue Damien had lined up from Rosemont to other countries, including exotic princesses and queens.

And yet, here, Damien himself was paying attention to a high school girl from the countryside?

"It's only natural for humans to be attracted to someone exceptional. I'm no exception."

Damien said, a slight curve forming on his thin lips as he gazed at Kendall through the floor–to–ceiling window.

The girl at the podium was completely focused, occasionally writing a few words on the blackboard before turning back to explain, eliciting unanimous nods from the students.

This reminded him of the previous night when he stood upstairs, watching her kill and say, "Now I've paid the rent."

On one hand, she was ruthless and decisive, wielding her skills effortlessly as she killed someone.

On the other hand, she was attentive and patient, guiding students through the realm of knowledge.

He had to admit that both versions of Kendall appealed to him.

"Well then!" Adrian climbed onto the boss chair and sat on it, his expression serious:

"So, are you going to invest in Powell High School or not? In the three years I've been abroad, there has been rampant corruption within Powell High School. After Lisa left, there have been major financial issues. If you're willing to fill that gap, I won't look for anyone else."

This was the reason he had called Damien.

"When have I ever turned a blind eye to your troubles?" Damien placed a card on the desk and pushed it toward Adrian.

Today, the campus forum of Powell High School was buzzing.

Apart from the pinned "Vote for Campus Beauty Ranking" thread, all other posts were discussing the competition between Class 7 and Class 1 in terms of their monthly exam scores.

The majority of the posts were mocking Class 7 for overestimating themselves.

Only a small portion of them expressed the opinion that no matter how one looked at it, Mia and Tristan were in the wrong. Mia had played with Asher's feelings, and Tristan had insulted Kendall. Mr. Evan's act of violence was driven by his concern for the students.

These posts received mediocre responses, but the ones expressing support for Mia and Tristan generated high levels of engagement.

Those students who had barely learned the basics of proper behavior had mastered the art of flattery.

At that moment, a new post appeared titled:

"Breaking News! 'Goddess Kendall' Personally Teaching Class 7 Students – Pictures and Evidence Included!"

The poster claimed to have passed by the old teaching building and discovered the so–called "Goddess Kendall" giving a lecture at the podium.

He immediately snapped a photo with his phone to share with everyone.

Due to time constraints, he didn't have a chance to listen carefully, but it didn't stop him from finding the scene amusing.

Within three minutes, the comments below the post were filled with laughter.

Even those who had previously spoken positively about Kendall and Class 7 chose to remain silent.

They were at a loss for words.

Kendall teaching the students was seen as no different from "the blind leading the mute to deliver a message to the deaf".

Days passed by amidst the mockery.

On the day before the upcoming monthly exams, during lunchtime, Kendall finished her meal and went to the library to gather some reference books. Asher followed her.

The library was crowded with people.

"Hey, Goddess Kendall, there are two seats here!" Asher waved at Kendall.

But as they turned around, they saw the two people they least wanted to see: Mia and Tristan.

"We're taking these two seats, so why don't you two leave?" Tristan shooed them away.

"We have to leave just because you want us to leave? Don't you know, first come, first served?" Asher's face turned cold.

"That depends. Asher, do you think it's more useful for the top students to study here or for the underachievers?" Mia held onto Tristan's arm, her eyes full of disdain.

"Or do you think that by reading a few more books here, you'll surpass Class 1 in the exams?"

Asher clenched his fists, feeling the urge to start a fight once again.

Kendall walked over, placing her reference books on the table and casually looking at Tristan and Mia.

"Are you leaving on your own, or do I have to kick you out?"

When it came to matters that could be resolved physically, Kendall always preferred action over words.


Chapter 14: CHAPTER 14

Kendall's remark sent Tristan and Mia into a panic.

The entire school knew about Kendall's brutal beating of Lisa and her child. Ordinary people couldn't bear her beating…

"Kendall, is violence all you can resort to?"

A soft and gentle voice echoed through the air, capturing everyone's attention. It was Gloria, descending from the second floor of the library.

She held world–renowned classics in her arms, dressed in a snow- white high–end designer dress, with her long hair softly curled and cascading over her shoulders. She exuded an elegant and graceful aura.

The crowd around them immediately grew restless.

"Gloria Rossi! Oh… this is the closest I've ever been to a goddess!"

"She's walking towards Kendall!"

"Speaking of which, aren't these two love rivals? They both like Austin!"

"This is going to be interesting!"

Gloria stopped in front of Kendall, her beautiful face now bearing a touch of authority. "As the president of the Student Union, I have the right to take disciplinary action against you if you lay hands on Tristan and Mia."

Her words sounded just and proper, but there was an ulterior motive behind them.

Kendall's recent fame at Powell High School was skyrocketing.

Many people were even speculating about who was more suitable for Austin between Kendall and Gloria, and whether Austin would reconsider his choices.

Now, she would show the world who, between her and Kendall, was truly superior!

"When Tristan wanted to take the seats, why didn't I see you flexing your authority?"

Kendall calmly retorted, her lowered eyelashes concealing the anger in her eyes.

"I only saw you picking a fight, but I didn't see Tristan trying to take your seats," Gloria was lying.

This corner of the library was a blind spot, and except for the parties involved, no one knew exactly what had happened earlier.

In this situation, based on the reputation she had accumulated, whatever Gloria said would be taken as the truth!

The students unquestionably believed in Gloria.

As the students around heard that Kendall wanted to fight in the library and falsely accused others, the looks in their eyes turned hostile.

When Kendall beat Lisa and Jaxon, it was considered self–defense, and no one had any objections.

But now, wanting to fight Tristan and Mia at the slightest provocation and even resorting to lying and deception, wasn't that inappropriate?

"So you only saw me picking a fight?" Kendall chuckled coldly

"Then may I ask, who was standing on the stairs since 13:17:38? Do you want me to check the surveillance footage?"

She directly exposed Gloria's hypocrisy, a glint of coldness flashing in her eyes.

As a professional assassin, she was extremely sensitive to changes in her surroundings, and she was constantly vigilant against hidden threats and dangers.

The library's exits and entrances, the clock on the wall, and the nearby students were all within her range of attention.

Before Tristan and Mia arrived, Gloria was already standing on the stairs, and she knew clearly what had happened just now.

She told a lie just because she wanted to make things difficult for Kendall.

But was she capable of handling it?

Gloria's smile froze.

Kendall had known she was there all along?

And even down to the exact second?

"Nonsense! Gloria, we'll go to the surveillance room with you and expose Kendall with the facts!"

The first of Gloria's loyal fans expressed their dissatisfaction.

Little did they know that Gloria didn't dare to go to the surveillance room. If she did, she would be the one exposed!

She remained in her spot, her smile faltering.

Anyone with a bit of sense could tell something from Gloria's silence

"Don't try to provoke me, Gloria, or you'll end up like Lisa and Jaxon!" Kendall warned in a cold tone.

She had originally just wanted to complete her mission and revive Avery.

But if someone foolish enough came looking for trouble in front of her…

She wouldn't mind granting their wish!

Before Gloria could reply, Austin briskly walked in and stood in front of her with an angry face.

"Kendall, you don't have to make things difficult for Gloria because of me. If you have any grievances, take it out on me. She's innocent!"

Wasn't Kendall just jealous that he preferred Gloria?

"Because of you? Austin, don't think too highly of yourself!" Kendall's gaze toward Austin grew even colder.

"Gloria brought this upon herself. If you care about her, just tell her to back off and stay away from me!"

Kendall didn't want to stay in the library any longer and turned to leave.

Asher, who had remained silent for a long time, looked at Mia and then at Tristan. He said, "In this upcoming exam, Class 7 will surpass Class 1. Just wait and see."

"And you," Asher said to Gloria before leaving.

"Don't even think about causing trouble for Goddess Kendall, or Class 7 won't let you go."

He had never really thought highly of Gloria.

If she offended Goddess Kendall, he would teach her a lesson even though she was a popular girl!

Gloria clenched her hand beneath her, a marking trace of malice flashing in her eyes.

Austin looked angrily at Kendall's departing figure, feeling upset inside.

How could Kendall speak to him with such a tone?

The library returned to its quiet state.

One person took out their phone, opened the school's beauty ranking, and silently cast a vote for Kendall.

Others were surprised and asked, "Aren't you a fan of Gloria? Why aren't you voting for her?"

The person said. "Well, it's just that suddenly I feel like Gloria isn't as perfect as I thought. On the other hand, Kendall gives off this cool, cold, fierce, and beautiful vibe, and I like it."

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

The monthly exams arrived as scheduled.

Today, the atmosphere at Powell High School was solemn, as if it were the college entrance examination.

The reason behind it was the competition between Class 7 and Class 1.

Although the other classes were not directly involved, they also had the desire to win. Everyone wanted to prove themselves in this exam.

Especially the students from Class 2 of the senior year, who were previously suspended for collectively slandering Kendall. Their punishment had ended, and they were eager to improve their image in front of the entire school through their exam scores.

Before entering the exam room, the students from Class 7 gathered together, their hands stacked on top of each other, giving each other encouragement.

"For ourselves, for Goddess Kendall, for Mr. Mathew!" Asher shouted the slogan and looked at Kendall not far away.

She didn't join in. Instead, she sat on the edge of a flower bed, one leg stretched out and the other slightly bent, looking up at the sky, her profile exquisitely captivating.

"Goddess Kendall is so lonely…" he murmured.

She had taught them diligently for fifteen days, but she remained detached and cool, maintaining a clear distance from them.

She didn't let others get close to her, nor did she get close to anyone else.

The two–day exam officially began.

After the last exam, many students gathered on the square, aware of what to expect.

Because on the large screen in the square, the rankings and scores of the students would be displayed in a countdown format.

Everyone tacitly left the front seats for the students from Class 7 and Class 1 who had been involved in the previous fight.

The two classes faced each other.

With Kendall and Asher leading Class 7 on the left and Tristan and Mia leading Class 1 on the right.

Someone captured the scene and uploaded it to the school forum, preparing to provide a live photo and text broadcast for the students who couldn't be present at the square.

Ms. Mary also arrived, and as soon as she arrived, she began talking in a sarcastic tone, "Oh, look, all the students from Class 7 are here? Do you have the nerve to come and check the rankings? Don't you know your limitations?

Do you think Kendall can teach you anything good?"

Ms. Mary hated Kendall extremely.

Back when Kendall was in Class 2, she was always dragging the class down.

At the faculty meeting, Kendall said that Ms. Mary didn't deserve the title of "teacher," which made her the target of ridicule among her colleagues to this day.

And now, Kendall had taken on the role of a "teacher" herself, teaching Class 7 for half a month.

Ms. Mary wanted to see how many of Kendall's students would pass!

"Ms. Mary, you dislike me, don't you?" Kendall's gaze fell upon the screen about to display the rankings.

"What do you think?"

"Let's make a bet. If Class 7 beats Class 1, you leave Powell High School. If Class 7 doesn't win, I'll leave Powell High School. Are you up for it?"

Kendall's voice was soft.

To her, Ms. Mary was like an insignificant fly–weak and dirty.

But this fly buzzed around her all day, making an incessant noise.

It would be better to just swat it and have some peace.

Ms. Mary was initially taken aback, then burst into laughter, slapping her thigh.

"Hahaha! Keep dreaming! Do you think you can beat Class 1? Alright, let's make the bet. If the students you teach can beat Class 1, I'll quit immediately!

But if not, you'll have to leave Powell High School!"

As she finished speaking, the screen began to scroll, and the students' emotions were stirred up.


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