Black Rose: Revenge Of The Callous Heiress

Hearing her, Rose said nothing and stood up from her seat walking towards the desk. However, she paused mid way when she noticed the boy also standing up and following her. She gave him a questioning look that says 'Dude, why are you following me' The boy just smiled sweetly at her when he saw her gaze, so she rolled her eyes and decided to leave him be. She stood in front of the desk, glancing at Mr. Hughes who was also looking at her. His doubtful expression was completely gone, but she didn't care to wonder why.

She opened the file and glanced at the last page to see her results. Under her name, she saw that her results were ninety seven out of a full hundred marks. 'What a shame, I was aiming to get all hundred marks. Ninety seven marks doesn't sound bad itself.' Rose thought.

Both Headmistress Moore and Mr. Hughes stared at her blank expression, they were expecting her to show some kind of shocked or happy expression upon seeing her scores but contrary to what they were expecting, she remained emotionless. It was at that time that they both finally believed that it was Rose who had done the exam. They would have doubted her if she expressed the slightest emotion of shock because it would only mean that she wasn't sure if what she had written in the paper and they might even welcome the thought that she cheated. But seeing how calm she was meant that she was confident in what she wrote and was already expecting a result like this.

The boy suddenly leaned closer and over Rose's head to take a look at the result. He thought she had failed when she didn't react or show any emotion on her face.

"Wow, you got ninety seven marks, that's way higher than what I got when I tried mine. Aren't you a genius!" He said, immediately he saw her scores. He couldn't control his urge and raise his hand to pat Rose on the head.

When she felt his hand on her head, Rose's face darkened. She raised her hand and smacked his hand angrily and glared at him dangerously. 'This rude brat!'

"I told you not to touch me without my permission." She muttered, still glaring at him.

However, he just smiled at her.

"Miss Rose, I have to say that you really are smart. Only a handful of our students can pass this examination and you're the second person that ever got Iraq higher than ninety." Mr. Hughes suddenly said, his view of Rose completely changed. *Thank you." She curtly replied to Mr. Hughes and turned to look at Headmistress Moore. "Those this mean that I passed?" Rose asked.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

"Yes, we are glad to have someone as smart as you in our school. However, since you're here, I think you should make all the necessary preparations today so that you can resume today. I will have to introduce you to the homeroom teacher." Headmistress Moore said and Rose nodded her head in agreement.

"In that case, my job here is done. I will take my leave." Mr. Hughes said as he took his leave out of the office.

Headmistress Moore asked Rose to wait a bit so that she could call the homeroom teacher and introduce her to Rose.

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Rose is bored. NO! She is extremely bored!

It had been more than an hour since they had been sitting at Headmistress Moore's office when she asked them to wait for the teacher assigned for the Special Section.

Headmistress Moore had told Rose that she is more than qualified to enter the first class because of her achievements. However, it seems that the teacher does not agree with this and is blatantly ignoring her calls.

"Headmistress Moore, If you don't mind, how long are we going to wait for Teacher Price? It's more than an hour and she is still not here. This is clearly a sign that she doesn't want my new junior in her class." The boy suddenly said. His voice sounds low and grave. He is clearly losing his patience.

Headmistress Moore lifted her head

and looked at them. She pursed her

lips, thinking what to say to them without sounding offensive. She couldn't afford to offend Mr. Anderson and she weren't aware of the relationship Rose had with him. Normally, she would have ignored Rose from the very beginning because her friend already told her to make things difficult for Rose. Initially that was her plan, but she couldn't really do it in front of the youngest heir to the Anderson Empire.

"Mr. Anderson, please understand. Teacher Price is a very brilliant teacher. She had been the adviser our special class for more than 100

years and she has shown gre

results. She is reluctant to accept her because she doesn't want to start over to let her adapt to her lessons." Headmistress Moore said with a stern voice.

"But-" Mr. Anderson was about to retort. He clearly knows that Rose is more than capable of topping the National Exam. However, Rose interrupted him before he could say something nasty. Just by the few minutes or hours they've spent, she knows how impulsive the boy can be and it won't be good if he will lash out at the headmistress.

"Headmistress Moore, I don't want to spend both our days waiting for someone who doesn't want me to be in her class. Why don't we just do this instead." She pauses for a few moments while observing the Headmistress expression.

"I want to go to the second best class. I am willing to take any test, if that is required as well." She declared as she looked at the boy. Her gaze is enough to make him not utter any word.

Headmistress Moore looked at her while contemplating. She is considering Rose's suggestion very carefully. Just like Mr. Anderson was thinking, she believes that Rose deserves to be in the first best class, but there is nothing she can do since Teacher Price was ignoring her calls.

"Okay, I will consider your suggestion and give Teacher Lopez a call." She then dialed her phone and asked her assistant to bring Teacher Lopez to her office.