His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 88: Transferring You to the Key Class

Chapter 88: Chapter 88: Transferring You to the Key Class

Chapter 88

School.

Because tomorrow is the monthly test, the entire day today is devoted to self-study classes.

While everyone is reviewing, Chloe Collins is reading manga.

She has caught up with the latest Chapter of the ongoing manga she’s following and is now reading a completed manga by the same author.

The author’s manga tags are mostly hot-blooded mystery and complex brain teasers. The storylines can stir people’s imagination but often keep them guessing about the content of the next Chapter.

Just right for her taste.

She was halfway through reading when she was called to the office by Yvonne Frost.

Ah~ how deflating.

With a hint of irritation showing in her eyes, she lazily stood up and slowly made her way towards the classroom office.

In the quiet office, a few teachers were reviewing test papers.

Chloe tapped on the door and entered, calmly walking up to Yvonne Frost’s desk.

Seeing her, Yvonne’s attitude was very gentle, "Sit down, sit down."

She took out a disposable cup and poured a glass of water for Chloe: "The reason I called you here is to talk about possible class change."

"We’ve discussed it with the principal, your performance is somewhat mediocre, but the school has always emphasized helping students improve their performance. So, we’ve decided to make an exception and move you to the key class. We hope your classmates can help you. This is a great opportunity, and we hope you appreciate it."

Upon hearing this, the other students from different classes turned to look back with a strange expression.

Yvonne continued: "In the past, I was a little thoughtless and said things without considering your feelings. I even made a bet with you. Don’t take it to heart. The bet is void too. You can transfer to the key class this afternoon."

The faces of the students in the adjacent class looked even more unpleasant.

She is a study committee member from one of the key classes, here to collect papers for her classmates to review.

After hearing this, her face turned green.

Without waiting long, she had taken the papers and quickly walked out of the office.

Here, after listening to Yvonne’s words, Chloe seemed to pause for two seconds before casually letting out a long "oh~".

Her eyes were slightly tinged with smiles, chuckling with a hint of mischief, "But, I can’t bear to leave Teacher Yvonne."

Yvonne was horrified, "No, no, no, I don’t deserve such an honor. Look, your brother, Mr. Foster, he would certainly want you to go to the key class. Tell him this news, he will be very happy."

Chloe stood up, "Teacher, I quite like betting."

The implication was, she rejected the class change on the spot.

When Yvonne was anxious and didn’t know what to say, Chloe had already walked out.

Back in the classroom, she suddenly noticed that everyone was whispering, discussing something.

All eyes were on her.

As soon as she sat down, the Literary Committee Member in front turned around, her face filled with gossip, "Hey, Chloe Collins, I heard that the teacher wants to move you to the key class in advance, why?"

"The top students in the class are already angry and are jealous of you. Look," said the Literary Committee Member in a low voice.

Just then, she felt her phone vibrate, and she casually mentioned while checking it, "Won’t transfer."

After glancing at her phone, she took out her math book and started reading.

"Huh? Why? Could the news on the forum be wrong?" The Literary Committee Member’s adorable round face was full of surprise.

Chloe didn’t bother to answer and didn’t feel like explaining.

She casually flipped through the book and found two pieces of scratch paper she had stuck in there.

They were torn from her notebook, the notes from last time that Alexander Foster wrote. They were very detailed and saved her a lot of trouble.

She picked up the two pieces of paper and walked toward the back door.

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