In contrast, Tiffany remained remarkably calm. Having endured so much in her past life, the current minor troubles were mere child's play. Living two lifetimes had made her tougher than anyone else.

The weather gradually grew hot. The crucial exam had finally arrived. Unlike other schools, Lovell School conducted adjustments and selections every half-semester; classes were restructured based on performance, with rewards and penalties. Zoe, having fallen behind after switching schools mid-term, had been diligently catching up. Fortunately, Ged, though reluctantly, had helped her get back on track.

Therefore, Zoe wasn't worried about herself but was concerned about Tiffany. "Tiffany, are you confident? You haven't seemed to study much…"

Not only did Tiffany not study, but she also slipped out of school for a few hours daily. Her secretive behavior puzzled Zoe.

"Don't worry," Tiffany said, patting Zoe's shoulder with a nonchalant air. In her previous life, she had stayed up for several nights organizing notes to help Kenneth prepare for the exam, hoping to boost his confidence. Unexpectedly, that "scumbag" handed her notes to Sandra. The betrayal ran so deep that Tiffany couldn't erase it from her memory. But in this life, it seemed to work to her advantage.

Zoe, who always admired Tiffany, worked harder to keep up. However, someone overheard their conversation, and Tiffany's bold claim of making the top three prompted the entire class to sneer. Despite Tiffany's artistic talent, her consistently poor performance was hard to ignore.

On exam day, someone even asked her directly, "Hey, do you really think you can make it into the top three?"

Tiffany replied with a smile, "So what if I do? Want to make a bet?"

As soon as the bet was mentioned, Ged's eyes lit up. He shouted eagerly, "Alright, alright! No betting money this time. We'll wager something else. But let me make it clear: I'm betting on Tiffany!"

Ged had been endlessly mocked after losing an archery competition in Nocturne Arena and being forced into a humiliating striptease. He believed his opponent had simply been too strong. Therefore, he was more than happy to see someone else endure the ridicule, diverting attention from his own embarrassing loss.

Sure enough, Ged's comments spurred a hot-headed male student to challenge Tiffany to a bet. The stakes were a three-month stint as a personal lackey—a ruthless wager on pride and dignity, not money.

Tiffany raised an eyebrow and, to everyone's surprise, agreed. Of the more than thirty students, only Ged and Zoe bet on Tiffany. The remaining eighteen participants bet against her, on Henry Scott. This meant that if Tiffany lost, she'd have eighteen lackeys; if Henry lost, he'd gain a group of followers.

Henry was thrilled at the prospect of Tiffany, who usually acted like a queen, losing and becoming his servant. The fact that she was Lovell City's most stunning heiress only increased his excitement. He emphasized, "You can't go back on your word or resort to violence if you lose!"

Everyone knew Tiffany was ruthless in a fight, but Henry was confident he could crush her academically.

Tiffany's lips curled into a dazzling, breathtaking smile that seemed to illuminate the classroom. The whole class was mesmerized. Then she said, "Neither will happen, because I won't lose."

Her casual tone belied an air of absolute arrogance. Some wanted to retort, but the exams were beginning, and all students had to take their places.

Lovell School was prestigious; exams were taken on highly advanced computers with built-in monitoring and alerts, preventing cheating. Tiffany was always the first to submit her electronic answer sheet. The exams seemed child's play to her; her responses were smooth and fast, leading others to wonder if she was giving up or playing mind games.

By the end of the day, all eight major subjects were completed. The school-wide results would be displayed on the large screen in ten minutes.

Henry sighed in relief. Confident in his performance, he ate while teasing, "Tiffany, you handed in your papers so quickly. Are you sure you didn't submit a blank paper?"

The young man behind him chimed in, "Don't worry, Tiffany. Even if you come in last, we won't make fun of you."

Zoe rolled her eyes, about to retort, when the screen flashed. The final scores appeared. Zoe burst into laughter. "Idiots! Look at the screen before getting smug! This is ridiculous!"

Everyone turned to see their class rankings. At the very top was Tiffany Kelley! They were dumbfounded. "How is this possible?" Climbing a few spots might be believable, but jumping from last to first was highly suspicious. "Did you cheat?"

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