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The whole cheating incident fizzled out online. With no updates or follow–ups, people quickly forgot.

Meanwhile, Yunice got back on track and threw herself into theb, shadowing Laurie and observing the use of advanced equipment and ongoing PhD–level research projectsb. /b

Laurie was a stickler. No matter how eager Yunice was to try the equipment herself, Laurie wouldn’t let her touch anything. She could only watch.

Time flew by in those busy, productive bdays/b, and before long, it bwas /bscore brelease /bdayi. /i

Everyone–except for the Saunders family–bwas /banxious on Yunice’s behalf.

Yunice sat in front of theputer, Wyatt standing behind her, arms braced on her chair.

She typed in her info and hit “Search.”

Wyatt leaned in, visibly more invested than she bwas/b.

But when the scores came up, his brows slowly knit together. “What the hell?b” /b

Yunice, holding the mouse, froze too.

Her phone rang. It bwas /bCarl.

She picked up. “Hey.”

“Did your scoree out?” Carl asked.

Yunice hesitated. “Something’sb… /boff.”

Carl picked up on herck of excitement and tried tofort her. “bIt’s /bokay bif /bit didn’t go well. There’s always next year.”

Freya’s voice piped up from the background. “Didn’t you say you felt good about it? You even threw a party. Was it the cheating scandal that messed you up?”

If that was the case, then ball /bthat confidence and celebration would’ve just been a giant flop.

Yunice stared at the screen, then nced up at Wyatt and muttered, “I think I got gged.”

bWyatt /bfrowned. “gged? You think someone’s sabotaging you?”

Before Yunice could reply, Victor’s voice drifted through the phone. “Top ten bscorers /bin Silverburgh get their bresults /bconcealed. It’s a standard bprivacy /bprotocol to avoid public hype and pressure around the ‘perfect bscore/b‘ kids. bKeeps /bthe process bfair/bb./bb” /b

Wyatt’s bjaw /btightened.

Yunice, sensing his pride was wounded, rushed to exin. “I didn’t even know they did that. This bis /bba /bfirst for me too.”

Wyatt didn’t look any better.

Three years ago, Yunice had taken the SAT, but her results were stolen and used by Elsie. She hadn’t even been allowed bto /bcheck her own scorei. /i

Looking bat /bwhere Elsie ended bup /bacademicallyb, /bbit /bwas obvious Yunice had scored pretty damn high bback /bthen too.

“Top ten in the provincei?/i” Carl and Freya both exploded on the other end of the line.

They figured she’d done well–but top ten? bThat /bwas insane.

mmo hartaund aus chari’d nuchable. ha en bmiscad /bthat couldn’t an at ninho

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Yunice blinked. “What are you doing?”

He looked at her, serious. “Proud husband moment.”

“My wife’s a genius. The world deserves to know.”

Yunice awkwardly rubbed her temple.

After checking her scores, Wyatt even started walking differently–like he bwas /bcarrying a national treasure.

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He called Laurie into his office and practically shoved the screenshot in her faceb. /b“You bsee /bthis? That’s the kind of academic ck‘ my wife hasb.” /b

Laurie rolled her eyes so hard they nearly got stuck, but she clearly started treating Yunice a little better after that.

The rest of the week, Yunice’s phone didn’t stop ringing–offers from universities poured in.

But her heart had long been set. She wanted to bgo /bto Med U.

Word spread fast..In circles that relentlessly tracked Wyatt’s every move, it wasn’t long before the Powell family found out about Yunice’s score too.

Silence fell over the whole Powell house.

No one could believe it.

The woman they used to ridicule as a crazy person, the same one they’d treated like garbage to insult Wyatt, was now practically glowing.

iTop /iiten /iiin /iithe /iiprovince/ii? /i

Paul had never cared much about school, but even back in the day, only Taylor had managed scores like that. Now Yunice was matching her.

When Paul heard the news, he got stuck being Grandpa’s verbal punching bag again. He tried to defend himself. “Yunice balways /bhad decent grades. You guys just misjudged her. Her only real issue bwas /bmental illness. Once that was treated, she’s not different than anyone else. I was the one who said she wasn’t a good match for Wyatt.”

The old man mmed the table. “You were wrong either way. And look at the fake you ended up with. You really don’t know how she got her diploma? You think someone like that’s going to help you get anywhereb?/bb” /b

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Linda chimed in coldly, “I heard it was Yunice who reworked the new form for Anning Heart Tabs. We were nning to use that to hit Wyatt hard, and she turned it into a win. You really think a good spouse isn’t crucial to bsess/b?b” /b

The room bfell /bsilent again.

bNo /bone bhad /banything left to bsay/bb. /b

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