The Real Daughter Came Back to Chill and Kill novel Chapter 18

Percy was so thrilled that his clean, rebellious black eyes sparkled with excitement.

Afraid Scarlett might back out of her promise, he immediately wrote up a contract, signed his name, and then handed it over for Scarlett to sign.

Scarlett was a bit speechless. It was rather childish, but she still signed it.

Percy folded the agreement and tucked it into his pocket, then smugly bit the pen cap and said, "Just wait, I'm going to crush you!"

This was just a regular elite math test, and it wasn't going to be a challenge for Percy. When Scarlett saw him start working seriously on the problems, she smiled and quickly got to work herself.

The students in the front row turned around in shock to see the two of them actually doing the test.

Everyone knew Percy was the type who would sleep through exams.

What was going on today? Was he planning to actually put in some effort?

Someone jokingly called out to Percy to play games.

Without even looking up, Percy snapped, "Don't bother me!"

To their surprise, Percy was actually being serious. Seeing this, some students who were torn between playing games and doing the test started focusing on their papers as well.

Mike had only stepped out for a moment, but when he returned and saw that more than half the class was working on their test papers, his face lit up with surprise and excitement.

He knew that this group of kids had endless potential. No one should give up on them.

At that moment, the school's dean, Herbert, walked in. Seeing the class unusually quiet, he pushed open the door and asked, "What's going on in Class F? Why aren't you in class?"

Mike, who was still working on his test paper, didn't respond immediately. Someone from the class replied, "We're doing elite math questions!"

Herbert was surprised at first, but after scanning the room, his expression shifted to one of disdain. "So, you really are doing elite math questions... How many of you actually understand any of it?"

He scoffed and turned to Mike. "Mr. Sawyer, I'm not trying to be harsh, but you're wasting everyone's time. Even if you want to find two students for the competition, do you really need to pick from this class? Why not just give me your two spots? Class A has plenty of students who want to participate in the Elite Math Tournament."