The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 724

Monica and Wade exchanged a glance, then slowly rose from their seats.

At that moment, they both had the same sinking feeling: This is bad—we’re about to embarrass ourselves.

Zachariah addressed them, “Young man, why don’t you start by briefly describing the basic pathological changes in atherosclerosis.”

Wade froze.

He leaned toward Citrine, whispering, “Did he just say porridge? Is he asking about the soup we drink?”

Citrine murmured back, “There are three stages. The first is fatty streaks, which you can actually see on the artery... then comes the fibrous plaque stage…”

Wade cleared his throat. “The fatty streak stage.”

Zachariah nodded approvingly. “Good, go on.”

Wade pressed forward, “Uh, the meatballs are big, and the bread rolls have little red spots on the surface…”

Before he could continue, Zachariah interrupted, struggling to suppress a smile.

“Clearly, you must be hungry, son. Why don’t you sit down for now—lunch in the cafeteria today is all-you-can-eat bread rolls.”

The whole class erupted in laughter, students doubling over in their seats. Citrine, Monica, and Gorman tried their best to muffle their giggles, wanting to spare Wade whatever dignity he still had left.

Once Wade sat down, Zachariah turned his attention to Monica, who was still standing.

“Well, since your classmate doesn’t know, why don’t you answer for us?”

“M-me?” Monica’s smile vanished in an instant.

Zachariah nodded encouragingly.

Then she glanced at Wade and burst out laughing. “Honestly, Wade, you were so embarrassing just now. I almost pretended I didn’t know you.”

Wade shot back, “And you just stood up there like a deer in headlights. Don’t tell me you weren’t embarrassed, too!”

Citrine couldn’t help but laugh at the two of them bickering.

Off to the side, Gorman watched the scene unfold, feeling oddly left out. Their laughter seemed to belong to another world—a world from which he was excluded.

Even though Monica and Wade had just made fools of themselves, Gorman found himself envious of the way Citrine openly acknowledged them in class, and of how easily they could win her affection.

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