Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 495

As he passed Yolanda, his frustration boiled over into a burning glare. If it weren't for this imposter, the top scorer might have been theirs.

"Juniper, there's no rush to choose a major. Take your time," the admissions officer from Eclara University said, beaming as he clutched the signed documents and headed for the door. His gaze fell upon Yolanda, still sitting shell-shocked at her table, and his smile vanished. Because of this fake, they had almost lost their prize to Sundale. How could a student like this come from Eclara High School? Not only did she impersonate someone else, but she'd also called in a horde of reporters. The girl must be desperate for fame.

After receiving two withering looks, Yolanda felt as if she had plummeted from heaven straight into hell. She looked at the reporters and saw that they were all stealthily changing their article titles to feature Juniper's name, chasing the new clicks.

The internet was now flooded with news of Juniper, the top scorer, joining Eclara University's Genius Program. A significant portion of the conversation was also dedicated to mocking Yolanda, calling her out for her pathetic and shameless attempt to steal the spotlight.

A few minutes later, Juniper and her four friends casually walked out.

The reporter who had been smugly taunting Juniper earlier now couldn't even bring himself to look up.

"Rufus?" Juniper glanced at his press badge, a cold smirk playing on her lips. "Trying to be a voice for justice?"

The man named Rufus turned pale, unable to speak. He had been the first to champion Yolanda as the top scorer and had been the most sarcastic toward Juniper. When he realized his mistake, he tried to delete his posts, but his computer mysteriously froze. After the truth came out, his social media was flooded with hundreds of thousands of angry comments.

"You're really not cut out to be a journalist," Juniper said with a chilling laugh before casually turning her gaze away, sweeping past the broken figure of Yolanda as if she were nothing but air.

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Meanwhile, just as the news of Yolanda's deception broke, Eclara High School had confidently hung up banners celebrating their top-scoring student. For fifteen consecutive years, the top scorer on the university entrance exams had come from a school in Eclara City, and they assumed this year would be no different.

Who would have guessed the top scorer wasn't from their prestigious school, but from a small, obscure private high school in the middle of nowhere? Aurora High School's previous best result was 126th in the state. This year, they not only produced the state's highest scorer, but a perfect-score top scorer. And this student hadn't even finished high school? It sounded too absurd to be true.

Could Aurora High School have cheated to avoid losing its accreditation? People could accept losing to other top schools, but a bottom-tier school like Aurora? A perfect score? Who would believe that?