Jude Wilder was about to say something when his eyes met Seth Harcourt's.
Seth's expression was cold, his dark eyes bottomless.
An inexplicable chill ran down Jude's spine, and he forgot what he was going to say.
He had a point. It was an important occasion, and his joking around was probably out of line.
Besides, he was here to support Bianca, and his behavior could give her a bad name.
Seth's stern look was likely meant to convey just that.
Jude wisely shut his mouth.
But he was still secretly hoping to see Noreen Gilmore make a fool of herself.
"Taking this long to check a score? You'd think she got a perfect score," Lillian Laurent muttered under her breath, her tone dripping with disdain.
Henry Brooke explained earnestly, "No one's ever gotten a perfect score in this subject."
Lillian shot back, "Didn't you realize I was mocking her?"
Henry pressed his lips together, but a faint, almost imperceptible smile touched his eyes.
He clearly agreed with Lillian's sentiment.
Across from them, Sanford Brooke glanced at Noreen's phone and then announced, "255? That's really high!"
The office was quiet enough for everyone present to hear Noreen's score.
255?
Wasn't that the same score as Bianca's?
How could that be?
The smile in Henry's eyes was instantly replaced by shock.
Lillian, who had just been making snide remarks, fell silent.
Even Bianca, who was usually calm and collected, was stunned for a moment.
How was this possible?

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