After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 73

“What’s wrong? Weren’t you so confident that I cheated?” I asked, a smirk playing on my lips. “Or are you just full of empty words?”

Mia’s pride wouldn’t let her back down in front of everyone.

Her face flushed red as she forced herself to reply, “Fine! I’ll bet. But we all know you’re not going to win.”

The classroom erupted Into whispers, the tension thick in the air.

Ryan leaned toward me, his voice low as he said, “Are you sure you want to do this? It’s a huge risk. If you lose, there’s no coming back from it.”

I looked at him, annoyed by his tone. He wasn’t trying to help me; he was convinced I had cheated.

“You don’t believe me either, do you?” I asked, my voice tinged with disappointment. “Instead of pretending to care, maybe you should worry about Mia. She’s the one who’s going to lose this bet.”

Ryan’s eyes widened in shock at my response, but he didn’t say anything else.

The class was still buzzing, and I could feel everyone’s eyes on me.

It didn’t matter. I had already made up my mind.

No one was going to push me around anymore.

Lirian, who had been silently watching from the sidelines, suddenly grabbed my wrist, stopping me from walking away.

“Sophia,” he whispered, his eyes sincere, “I believe in you.”

His words were like a calming balm to my frayed nerves, and I found myself smiling despite the situation.

“Thank you,” I whispered back. “I’ll be back soon.”

With that, I followed the teacher to the office, where the headteacher and two other teachers were waiting for me.

They had already prepared a new set of questions for the test, and without a word, they handed them over to me.

I took a deep breath as I sat down at the desk, the weight of the entire class’s judgment pressing down on me. **I can do this**, I reminded myself. **I studied hard for this. I know I can pass.**

The minutes ticked by as I worked through the questions, my focus sharp and unwavering.

Each problem felt familiar, and I felt a sense of calm as I answered them one by one.

Finally, I handed the paper back to the teachers, and they immediately began grading it right in front of me. I waited in silence, my heart pounding in my chest, but I refused to let any doubt creep in.

After what felt like an eternity, the headteacher looked up from the paper and gave a small nod.

She had always been the loudest voice questioning my abilities, suggesting that any success I achieved was through dubious means.

Mia, visibly flustered, couldn’t contain herself.

“How can that be?” she blurted out. “How could she not have cheated?” Her words hung in the air, sour and heavy, causing the class to fall silent.

The head teacher stepped forward, her voice cold and biting.

“The culture in this class has deteriorated,” she began, her gaze piercing through Mia. “Students should uplift and help one another, not tear each other down. Speculating about someone’s success and accusing them without proof is damaging to everyone involved. I hope you all learn from this.”

Her words were stern, leaving no room for argument.

Mia shrank back in her seat, but her face remained a stubborn mask of defiance.

I stood up, calm yet deliberate.

“Mia,” I began, locking eyes with her, “you promised you’d drop out if I didn’t cheat. You’re not planning on backing out, are you?”

My words echoed in the silent room, and all eyes shifted to Mia, waiting for her response.