Chapter 622 Unqualified
The girl glanced at Yunice, then shifted her gaze to the man sitting beside her.
He looked powerful. Magnetic.
Totally different from Tommy.
Honestly? Even more appealing than Tommy…
Her eyes flicked once more, and then she actually picked up her book, nervously walking over.
But instead of stopping by Yunice, she bypassed her and paused beside Wyatt. “Hi. Could you help me with a problem? Tommy’s a bit overwhelmed…”
Yunice looked up, lazily resting her chin in one hand. “What’s the question? I can take a look.”
The girl pouted and gave Yunice a scornful glance, then forced a sweet smile. “Tommy mentioned you earlier, but we’re in the same year, so we’re probably about the same level. This is an advanced question—it’s way past test difficulty. I doubt you can handle it. Let him help me instead, save everyone time.”
Yunice sipped her drink, amused. Did this girl really think Wyatt’s face said "highly educated?"
Wyatt didn’t bother being polite. His expression went cold. “My tutoring comes with a steep price. You sure you can afford it?”
The girl smiled confidently. “I don’t mind paying. You can add me on WhatsApp and I’ll send you a tutoring fee.”
Even the most expensive private tutoring didn’t go past a few thousand dollars per session. Getting this man’s WhatsApp would be worth every cent.
Wyatt let out a low chuckle. “You don’t qualify to be my student.”
The girl froze. Her smile collapsed.
Yunice couldn’t hold back a laugh. Wyatt hadn’t even been to college. He had his strengths in business, but academics? Not his thing.
She reached for the girl’s book. “Let me. I won’t charge you, and I don’t need your WhatsApp.”
The girl’s face instantly dropped, but she needed an excuse to back down, so she reluctantly walked back over to Yunice.
She was eager to see what Yunice could do. If she messed up, she’d have every reason to humiliate her right in front of her boyfriend.
Just imagining it made her giddy.
Yunice glanced at the problem, then began working through it on a blank section of the page.
The girl immediately protested. “Hey, don’t scribble in my book! I’m a clean freak. If you mess this up, I’m throwing the book away!”
Yunice looked up and raised an eyebrow. “If I get it wrong, I’ll buy you a new one.”
Still not satisfied, the girl sneered, “This is a custom print. You won’t be able to replace it.”
Wyatt opened his jacket, pulled a checkbook from his inner pocket, and tossed it on the table. “Use this.”
The checkbook was slim, and the problem was complicated—solving it might take an entire page.
Yunice flipped to the back of the checkbook and started writing.
The girl didn’t even watch her solve it. She was too busy sneaking glances at the man beside her.
Who carried a checkbook around? He had to be loaded.
As that thought crossed her mind, a voice cut in. “Done.”
The girl snapped out of it. Tommy glanced over too.
Yunice calmly capped the pen, tore out the completed check page, and tucked it into the girl’s book. “That’s the solution. You can study it later. You’re smart—I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”
The girl stared blankly at the check. There were only three lines of writing.
Just three steps?
She’d studied the solution beforehand to show off in front of Tommy, and the standard answer had taken a full page with all the detailed steps.
But Yunice had solved it in just three lines.
Still, the answer was correct.
She felt unsettled. Turning to Tommy, she said, “Senior, Yunice solved it, but I’m not sure if the steps are valid. Could you check it for me?”
“I want to share this with classmates later, and if she’s wrong, it’ll mislead others and hurt her reputation.”
She eyed Wyatt as she spoke, hoping he’d step in and criticize Yunice—give her a way to keep the conversation going.
But Wyatt just refilled Yunice’s drink and didn’t even look at her.
Tommy walked over and took the check. “Let me see.”
He handled the check carefully, angling it just enough to glimpse the back.
There, the identity of the check’s account holder was printed.