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Chapter 972: Justice May Be Delayed, But It Arrives
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Chapter 972: Chapter 972: Justice May Be Delayed, But It Arrives

Soon, all the students not participating in the exam seated themselves.

Meanwhile, the parents began to enter the hall.

Susan Stone was pulled to the center of the parents’ seating area by Mrs. Grant.

After spending an afternoon walking around the streets with Mrs. Grant, she sat down and couldn’t help but sigh contentedly.

After all, she was getting older and couldn’t handle much fuss.

Just as Susan thought this, the lights in the auditorium abruptly brightened.

The principal stepped onto the auditorium stage, took the microphone, and spoke: "Before the charity gala begins, we will start with a brief segment. Due to Summer Monroe from the preparatory class achieving perfect scores in four subjects, and Professor Osborne questioning these results, we, the teachers, have unanimously decided to let Professor Osborne propose questions here and have Summer Monroe answer publicly to verify whether there was merit in these scores."

As soon as the words fell, Susan Stone immediately became tense.

Her recently relaxed body tensed once again, feeling even more exhausted than from shopping.

Next to her, Mrs. Grant laughed derisively, saying, "Susan, did you hear that? This was unanimously decided by the teachers at the school, not just Summer’s class teacher; even the other teachers think the scores are exaggerated."

Susan Stone tightened her lips and didn’t respond.

Mrs. Grant noticed Susan Stone’s silence, smiled slightly, and continued, "Speaking of which, Summer Monroe is quite foolish. Others cheat by copying a few answers, but she, directly achieving perfect scores. I don’t know whether to say she’s too clever or too dumb. It’s quite laughable."

"Mrs. Grant!" Susan Stone frowned and said, "Isn’t it wrong to assume she cheated before the results are out?"

Mrs. Grant shrugged, "Since you insist, we’ll wait for the results."

Not only Susan Stone, but after hearing the principal’s words, other students in the auditorium began discussing—

"Are they suggesting Summer Monroe’s perfect scores in four subjects were due to cheating?"

"It shouldn’t be, who cheats and manages to get perfect scores in four subjects?"

"Still, it does sound odd. They say the exam for preparatory class was particularly difficult this time. Regardless, getting perfect scores in four subjects is indeed somewhat... hard not to question."

"I think so too, and I’ve heard that Summer Monroe frequently skips classes. Someone who regularly skips classes but scores perfectly in four subjects—it doesn’t seem possible."

The auditorium became loud with discussions.

"Quiet!" The principal tapped the microphone and said, "No more words; let’s invite Professor Osborne to pose his questions now. Summer Monroe, please prepare to answer. We’ve prepared a blackboard here for you to calculate."

"No need." Summer Monroe calmly sat in her seat and said, "I’ll answer the questions right here."

The principal was taken aback, asking unexpectedly, "Do you mean that you won’t use the blackboard to calculate, but instead mentally solve the questions?"

Summer Monroe nodded, "Yes."

Her seat was quite centrally located, making it too cumbersome to go down the aisle and up again.

However, Summer Monroe didn’t expect her words to cause a stir immediately on-site.

"What? Directly calculating in the mind?"

"Could it be she’s truly an exceptional genius?"

"Before she answers, we shouldn’t have too high expectations."

"I agree, if she really cheated, she’ll be exposed publicly now. If word spreads, it will certainly bring huge negative effects to our school."

Willow Grant also heard the doubts about Summer Monroe; she couldn’t suppress the upward curve of her lips.

Justice may be delayed, but it will surely arrive!

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