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Chapter_68
The tension between Ruby and Yvette hung in the air like a heavy cloud. Ruby, with her glossy smirk, clearly expected to trap Yvette with her offer. However, she was about to learn that her calculated game might not unfold the way she anticipated.
Ruby’s group of girls stood around Yvette like vultures, watching her every move, waiting for her to break under the pressure. Bonnie, visibly nervous, shot Yvette an anxious look, urging her to be cautious. She knew Ruby was not someone to underestimate, but she also knew that Yvette could handle herself in ways that left most people stunned.
When Ruby first approached Yvette, her tone was dripping with condescension, as if she was doing Yvette a favor by even acknowledging her presence. “Are you Yvette?” she asked, her words laced with sarcasm.
Yvette didn’t flinch. She raised an eyebrow, her expression as calm and composed as ever. “Let’s go,” she replied nonchalantly, dismissing Ruby’s antics with a quiet hum.
Bonnie, uncomfortable with the escalating tension, was about to usher them away when Ruby’s voice cut through the air. “Yvette, a senior is asking you a question. Isn’t it a bit rude not to respond?” Ruby strutted forward, her arms crossed in a show of authority, clearly testing Yvette’s patience.
Yvette, without even the slightest sign of concern, turned slowly, meeting Ruby’s eyes. “Who are you?” she asked, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.
Ruby’s anger flared. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “You don’t know me?” she sneered. “Ruby Scott, student council president? Stop pretending already!”
The surrounding girls chimed in, backing up Ruby with taunts and demands for an apology. The pressure was mounting, but Yvette remained as unshaken as ever, her posture relaxed as if she were facing a mere inconvenience.
Bonnie, uncomfortable with Ruby’s growing hostility, tried to intervene. “Hello, Ruby, hello, everyone,” she greeted them weakly, her tone forced.
John, standing just behind Yvette, couldn’t keep quiet any longer. “Ruby, if there’s nothing else, we’re leaving now. The teacher is waiting for Yvette’s assignment, so please excuse us,” he said firmly, his voice laced with authority.
Ruby’s gaze flicked to John, and her expression shifted. She knew John well—he was one of the top students and a favorite of Tobias Sunderland. Despite her desire to assert her power over Yvette, Ruby wasn’t foolish enough to make an enemy of someone so influential.
For a moment, Ruby hesitated. She didn’t want to risk making a scene and drawing unwanted attention, especially when it could cost her influence over the school. But she wasn’t about to let Yvette off that easily. “Hmph,” she scoffed, trying to maintain her composure. “I won’t do anything today. I have other ways to handle you.” Her eyes flicked to Yvette, her smile returning, though it was colder this time. “But I’m here for something else.”
Yvette didn’t flinch, nor did she react to Ruby’s veiled threats. Instead, Ruby continued, her voice dripping with a false sweetness, “I’d like to invite you to participate in the school’s Art Festival. As students, it’s our duty to support the event. The physics department has four spots, and there’s one left. I think you’d be perfect for it, Yvette. I’m personally inviting you. Surely, you won’t turn down the opportunity?”
Ruby’s eyes gleamed with smug confidence. She believed that with everyone watching, Yvette wouldn’t dare refuse her offer. After all, she was the student council president, and the rules were on her side.
But Yvette’s response was immediate, and it caught everyone off guard. She lowered her gaze slightly, then turned her head, her tone ice-cold. “I’m not interested.”
The silence that followed was thick with tension. Ruby’s face darkened, the false sweetness vanishing as she glared at Yvette. “Don’t push your luck,” Ruby warned, her voice now sharp. “I’m not asking for your opinion—I’m informing you. Argrol University has a rule that allows the student council to assign spots for events like the Art Festival. I’m exercising that right.”
Bonnie, sensing the growing conflict, leaned in to whisper to Yvette. “Yve, what Ruby said is true. The rule’s been in place for a while, and it’s always been used to give talented students a chance to shine. But Ruby’s pushing it by forcing you to participate. She’s playing her cards right, trying to corner you into compliance.”
Ruby’s expression was smug, knowing that she was technically within her rights. “If you refuse, I’ll just tell everyone that you turned down the opportunity because you’re not as talented as you claim to be. You wouldn’t want that kind of rumor going around, would you?” she threatened, her voice dripping with condescension.
But just as she thought she had the upper hand, Yvette’s lips curled into a sly, almost mischievous smile. Her eyes gleamed with a mixture of charm and defiance. “All right,” Yvette said, her voice calm yet tinged with an underlying edge, “I’ll join.”
Ruby’s eyes widened, unable to hide her surprise. She had expected Yvette to resist, to challenge her, but instead, Yvette had agreed so easily. The change in Yvette’s demeanor was subtle but deliberate—she had just turned the tables on Ruby.
Yvette had agreed to join, but Ruby quickly realized that she might have just made a dangerous move. What she thought would be a victory was quickly becoming a game of wits—and Yvette was always two steps ahead.
