Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228 

Soon after Yvette went backstage, the other three team members approached Yvette. 

“Yvette, I’m sorry for what we said before.” 

“Yeah, we didn’t know you were so good. I’m so sorry!” 

They had no ill intentions. They didn’t know how good Yvette was, and they were displeased with her because they assumed she took a spot on the team through connections. 

Yvette said casually, “It’s fine.” She never paid attention to minor things like that. 

The three felt even worse after hearing that, gazing at Yvette with admiration. 

They now believed Yvette was competent and gracious. They thought they must’ve been blind to believe that Yvette got into medical school through her connections. With her capabilities, Yvette didn’t need to use any of her connections to get in. The chancellor would have begged her to join Jubilife University. 

The supervising lecturer didn’t expect Yvette to win either. Ashamed, she put on her berating educator’s hat and started to lecture Yvette. 

“Yvette, don’t be proud just because you won the first round. The second round of the competition awaits. You- 

“It’s none of your business.” Before the lecturer could finish, Yvette coldly interrupted her. Yvette had her legs crossed, and she seemed intimidating. 

“It’s time for you to keep to your promise,” she added. 

The lecturer froze, her expression becoming grim. “Watch it, Yvette. Don’t forget that I’m your lecturer!” 

“You’re blabbering because you intend to go back on your words, right?” Yvette sneered, pointing a middle finger at the lecturer. “Trash,” she uttered. 

“You!” Angered, the lecturer heaved. 

“Do you not know how to respect your lecturers? Just because you won one round of the competition. doesn’t make you great! You were just lucky!” 

“Are you going to kneel or not?” Yvette asked impatiently. She didn’t want to hear the lecturer blabber on. 

“What will you do if I refuse to kneel?” the lecturer snarled, glaring at Yvette maliciously. 

She was a lecturer; even if she didn’t kneel, Yvette couldn’t do anything about it. If she knelt to a country girl like Yvette, she would lose all respect as a lecturer at Jubilife University. 

“I’ll force you to, then, Yvette said softly. 

As soon as Yvette uttered those words, she threw several silver needles so quickly that nobody could see them. The lecturer herself was none the wiser, but she felt a sharp pain in her legs and fell knees first to the ground. 

“Ah! My knees! They hurt!” the lecturer shouted. 

Embarrassed, she tried to stand up but was unable to. She glared at Yvette and demanded, “What did your do to me, Yvette? Let me stand up!” 

“You haven’t addressed me,” Yvette said in a plain yet intimidating tone. “Are you going to address me yourself, or do you want me to make you?” 

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The lecturer was finally afraid. She swallowed and said, “Yvette, you don’t have to do this. After all, I’m 

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