CHAPTER 137: CHAPTER 137: I WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH YOU

Some students felt this was unfair and couldn’t help but stand up for Seraphina Redgrave: "Teacher Young, hasn’t the computer arrived yet?"

Teacher Young sat at the lectern, swept a cool gaze over the student who stood up: "I made the call, they’re delayed on the road, what can I do?"

He probably never made that call.

"But the exam has already started for half an hour. If they send it now, it’ll be too late for Sylvia Shaw to take the test. Will extra time be given to her?"

The student voiced again.

Upon hearing this, Teacher Young spoke sarcastically: "In my classes, all students are processed by the normal exam procedures, regardless of the situation. Who knows if she is trying to deliberately delay the test to get the answers."

After these words, the examination room was no longer quiet. Some students looked at Seraphina Redgrave with sympathy, while others just watched the drama unfold.

Selena Quinn looked at Seraphina Redgrave with concern: "Sylvia, are you okay?"

Why are they calling each other so intimately? Are they that familiar?

Seraphina Redgrave said nothing, sitting there waiting, seeing Seraphina’s attitude, Selena Quinn also found it hard to say anything further, and simply turned around to focus on her exam.

Less than half an hour remained in the exam.

Still, no one had come to bring the computer.

Only the rats stir in the gutter, while she always confronts head-on.

Thinking of this, Seraphina Redgrave’s hands began to clack away on the keyboard, her eyes showing no emotion.

Although not highly skilled in computers, before she was an adult, Mia Redgrave threw her unused electronics to her like trash. To play on them, she learned a lot.

So, even if she couldn’t immediately break the virus, she could still disrupt the exam.

She kept hammering away at the keyboard without a pause.

In just two minutes, all computers in the exam room entered virus mode.

"Damn! What’s going on! I was just about to finish!"

"What’s happening! Does what I previously wrote still count?"

"I told you the virus issue should be sorted, now look, all the systems are down. Is the exam still on?"

"Teacher Young! Teacher Young!"

Teacher Young, leisurely sipping tea, nearly burned his mouth when the room suddenly erupted into chaos.

He stood up and saw all the computers in the room had black screens with scrolling green gibberish.

What’s happening!

Teacher Young was dumbfounded, typing on the keyboard to no avail.

Several girls were already in tears: "What now, I haven’t finished my questions, and now I won’t even pass the threshold."

"But it’s not our fault, we didn’t infect the computers with a virus."

"Enough!" Teacher Young’s head buzzed, he turned sharply to Seraphina Redgrave: "Is this your doing?"

Seraphina Redgrave sat in place, looking at the flustered Teacher Young with a cold smirk, her voice indifferent: "Teacher Young, are you mistaken? I’m the unluckiest in this exam, how can I be blamed for this?"

She hadn’t even gotten the test paper.

Could this still be blamed on her?

Professor Young was stupefied and couldn’t say a word. Finally, amidst the students’ uproar, he called the school, deciding the students would wait in the exam room without accessing any networked electronics and could not read until the computers were sent and the exam restarted.

And all this was due to Teacher Young initially hiding and withholding information.

Teacher Young’s face was terribly grim amidst the students’ complaints.

"Sylvia, you’re amazing."

Selena Quinn looked at Seraphina Redgrave full of admiration.

Seraphina Redgrave looked at Selena Quinn, with a puzzled expression: "What are you talking about? I don’t understand."

"I heard you typing earlier. The second virus was your doing, right? I didn’t know you knew hacking." Selena Quinn smiled gently, then leaned closer to Seraphina Redgrave: "Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone."

Upon hearing this, Seraphina Redgrave smiled at Selena Quinn: "You seem quite keen to talk to me?"

"I’d like to be friends with you."

"Sorry, I don’t want that."

Selena Quinn sat there, her smile frozen: "You seem not to like me, is there some misunderstanding?"

Seraphina Redgrave didn’t answer, only shot her a cold glance.

Soon a batch of new computers arrived, silencing the exchange between them.

The day’s exams finally completed, Seraphina Redgrave left school with her bag, unable to resist rubbing her sore neck.

She walked for a long while, but didn’t see the family car.

She waited at the school gate for a bit, but as nothing came, decided to head forward and hail a taxi.

"Beep!"

The sound of a car horn came from behind.

It didn’t sound familiar, so Seraphina Redgrave didn’t turn back, took out her headphones to listen to some music, but the horn continued relentlessly, each time more urgent.

She turned back and saw a new sports car slowly following her.

Seraphina Redgrave was momentarily surprised.

She stopped, and the sports car also halted; its automatic doors winged open, showing the uber-bold man seated at the driver’s seat.

Without hesitation, Seraphina Redgrave removed her backpack and sat in the passenger seat.

As soon as she sat down, the man seized her wrist and pulled her over, his overpowering presence immediately enveloped her, his scorching breath rested on her earlobe, his voice a deep magnetism: "Missed me?"

Seraphina Redgrave was completely drawn into his embrace, feeling uncomfortable.

She tried to prop herself back into the passenger seat, but he kissed her ear roots: "Why aren’t you speaking, hmm?"

Now he couldn’t leave Seraphina Redgrave for a moment.

Previously, when busy he didn’t have time to go to Hibiscus Garden, it was okay, later he started visiting Hibiscus Garden once a day to see her, now he couldn’t bear a day without seeing her.

"I’ve been busy with exams all day."

Of course, even when not busy with exams, she was occupied studying, never thinking of him.

"I don’t care, you must think of me!" The man tightened his hold on her, dissatisfied, ordering her.

"Okay."

Seraphina Redgrave didn’t care for such odd orders, casually agreed.

"I came to pick you up after class, moved?" Ethan Sterling looked at Seraphina Redgrave’s clear black-and-white eyes, gazing at the face he’d yearned for all day.

Ethan still blathering on.

She simply didn’t grasp Ethan Sterling’s words, yet responded: "Moved."

Saying a lie wouldn’t harm her, plus such lies could keep the transient relationship intact, preventing her from getting hurt.

"That’s good."

Ethan Sterling released her.

Seraphina Redgrave immediately sat upright, fastening the seatbelt.

Just as she finished buckling the seatbelt, Ethan Sterling grabbed her hand, forcefully placing it on the sports car’s gear shift.