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A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 944
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A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 944

The crowd naturally parted a clear path for Cecilia to the bulletin board.

At that moment, Cecilia felt her world crumbling.

Refusing to believe what the students had told her, she headed straight for the board and looked at the name in the

number two spot.

It turned out to be Wendy‘s name.

Instantly, Cecilia‘s eyes widened to the size of saucers.

Wendy did not get first place! She did not beat the second place by twenty–six points. Instead, the top scorer

crushed her by that many points. To lose out by over twenty points, how many spots is she behind in the college

entrance ranking?

Cecilia‘s eyes darted around, and she felt her life sucked out of her. Feeling weak in her knees, she collapsed onto

the ground.

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Her bodyguard standing in a corner rushed over to help her up when he saw what had happened.

“Mrs. Greene, are you alright? What‘s wrong?” He asked with concern.

His question knocked some sense into her.

With her bodyguard‘s help, she forced herself to stand on her feet. Before she could speak, her phone rang.

“Mrs. Greene, Mrs. Nightshire is about to leave the school from the back door,” another one of her bodyguard‘s

voices rang from the other end of the line.

Anxiously, Cecilia roared, “Stop her!”

“Yes, Mrs. Greene,” the man acknowledged and ended the call before he heard her other sentence, “Do not let her

come my way.”

“Quick! Stop Mrs. Nightshire!”

With his instructions, two of his colleagues moved forward to grab Susanne.

“What do you think you are doing?” Susanne raised her eyebrows, and her bodyguards immediately stepped up

too.

This time, she only brought two of her bodyguards because it would be inconvenient with too many of them if she

wanted to leave whenever she wanted.

Unfortunately, it was three of Cecilia‘s bodyguards against two of hers, and the atmosphere was tense.

One of Cecilia‘s bodyguards approached her and spoke, “Mrs. Nightshire, Mrs. Greene is still waiting for you. Aren‘t

you going to inform her before you leave?”

“I–” Susanne stammered as she tried to think of an excuse. “I‘m not leaving, but I‘m feeling hungry, so I wanted to

buy some bread from outside.”

“I see.” The man nodded his head. “Well, why don‘t you look for Mrs. Greene while we help you buy some bread

instead.”

Another one of Cecilia‘s bodyguards added, “Yes, Mrs. Greene also brought many cookies over. You can have them

too, and there is no need to get food by yourself.”

Susanne‘s expression turned ugly, and she was close to making a scene.

However, she suppressed her anger when she thought of Nightshire Group‘s Horington project. With an annoyed

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look, she hissed, “Fine! I‘ll go to her now.”

Once the bodyguards heard that, they finally relaxed and looked amiable again. They gestured for Susanne to go to

Cecilia.

Susanne had never experienced this much humiliation before. Even if Arielle ended up a beggar, she would choose

her over Wendy in a heartbeat.

After all, Arielle would never treat her that way.

“Get out of my way. I will walk there myself, and I don‘t wish to see your faces!” Susanne growled.

The three bodyguards hired by Cecilia exchanged looks before they smiled and obliged, “We shall give you some

space then.”

After that line, they turned to walk away, keeping a further distance between Susanne and them while still

keeping an eye on her.

Gritting her teeth in frustration, Susanne stormed toward the bulletin board.

Cecilia was not interested in finding out who was placed first in the test anymore. All she wanted to do was look for

Wendy and question her about the situation. Cecilia needed to know why there was such a large gap between the

top scorer and her.

She demanded, “Where is Ms. Greene? Are her lessons over?”

“Mrs. Greene, Ms. Greene had ended her lessons not long ago. Her class is heading over here this instant.”