"Some people should take a good look in the mirror and realize not every woman is interested in them," Evelyn sneered openly. Theron and his friends jumped in surprise, turning to see Evelyn and Seraphina standing behind them. Seraphina's cold gaze lingered on Theron's smug, narcissistic face. In her previous life, he'd looked down on her, too cowardly to stand up to his family and break off the engagement. Instead, he teamed up with Linara and Rowan to ruin her reputation. A man like him—someone Linara valued so highly—meant less to Seraphina than the stray dog by the school gates. "Narcissism is a condition. The sooner you recognize it, the sooner you can treat it," Seraphina lightly remarked as she walked past while Evelyn shot Theron and his friends a contemptuous middle finger. Theron's face darkened in anger. No manners! A woman like her, no matter how beautiful, could never be worthy of being my fiancee. After that day, Evelyn practically became Seraphina's shadow, sticking close to her at every opportunity. The students in Class F were so used to her presence that it was no longer surprising to see her take over the seat next to Seraphina the moment class ended. One afternoon, Evelyn shooed the student seated in front of Seraphina out of their spot and leaned her chin on the back of the chair, looking at Seraphina with her heavily lined eyes. "Tomorrow's the placement exam. I heard you made a bet with Abigail and her gang. Think you'll win?" Seraphina continued working through her study materials, giving no answer. Evelyn didn't seem to mind. "I did a little digging for you," she went on. "Abigail and her friends are ready to give you hell. They're gunning for revenge on behalf of Kelly with this exam." After the broadcast incident, Kelly stayed home, nursing her "wounds" and avoiding school. Meanwhile, Linara had been diligently visiting the Thomson Family to console her friend, leaving things unusually quiet. For once, Linara wasn't scheming against Seraphina. Nearby, Juliette and Alina were eavesdropping. When they caught Evelyn's comment, they exchanged smirks, and Juliette whispered, "Dora and Zack are both in the top ten in our grade, and here, Seraphina, who scored just 280 points, thinks she can compete with them. Talk about a big head." "That's not a big head—it's a complete lack of self-awareness," Alina corrected, and the two snickered quietly. Though they kept their voices low in the noisy room, Evelyn's sharp ears caught every word. She was about to get up when a slender, fair hand rested on her wrist. "No need," Seraphina said. "They're trash-talking you. Doesn't it bother you?" "What do you think?" Seraphina replied, her eyes twinkling with a calm, knowing smile. That gaze—clear yet smiling—reminded Evelyn of the look Seraphina had given Kelly on the stage that day, filled with a quiet intensity. … After the Thursday exams, the entire school buzzed with anticipation, eager to see the results of Seraphina's bet with Abigail and her friends. Someone even started a betting thread on the school forum. 99.9% of students placed their bets on Abigail and her group, with only two lonely souls betting on Seraphina. 'Who do you think are the two idiots who bet on Seraphina?' someone commented on the post, stirring the pot. Responses flooded in immediately. 'Do you even need to ask? Obviously, it's Evelyn and Seraphina herself.' 'Pathetic, having to bet on herself.' 'Betting on her is just a guaranteed loss. Who'd be dumb enough to do that? You'd have to be swimming in money.' As the comments turned into a mocking chorus, a new account named "KG" popped up in the thread. 'That would be me. Got a problem?' Everyone recognized Evelyn's account, but this "KG" account was a complete mystery. The arrogant tone ignited the pride and fury of the students at Bloomington.