She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 116

“Hurry up already! You’re so annoying when you act all mysterious.” Maya nudged Hannah under the table.

Hannah was curious too, but unlike the others, she wasn’t impatient. She knew Ayla would spill the story without any prompting.

Sure enough, the next moment—

Ayla grinned mischievously, her voice laced with schadenfreude. “She only scored a hundred and fifty points. I mean, come on! That’s hilarious.”

She’d always thought that someone so arrogant would at least have halfway decent grades.

Then again, she knew the girl was from the wrong side of town. She couldn’t have expected her to be a genius.

But this bad? That was a surprise.

Even if you answered at random, you’d probably get more than that.

“No way, are you serious?”

“I triple-checked. Her name, right there, total score: one-five-zero.”

“Oh my god, she’s officially at the bottom of the whole school now. Academic disaster! Ha!”

The two tables in front erupted in raucous laughter, drawing curious glances from the rest of the class.

A few people leaned over, wanting to hear more.

The laughter swelled, filling the room with a wave of mockery.

BANG! Something slammed down on a desk.

Screeech!

A chair scraped heavily against the floor.

The two sharp noises cut through the laughter like a knife.

Every head turned toward the back of the classroom.

Shawn sat there, his face dark as a thundercloud.

“Enough already.”

Just those few icy words, and the room fell silent in an instant.

Ayla and her friends quickly turned away, exchanging uneasy looks. The fear was plain in their eyes.

No one dared make another sound.

At her desk, Sabrina kept working through her practice problems, her expression completely unreadable.

Getting laughed at like that, and yet she didn’t react at all.

Did she really not care what people said about her?

Or maybe she just knew her grades would be bad, so the ridicule didn’t bother her?

But he’d seen her in class—always paying attention, taking notes, staying late to review. She looked every bit the model student.

There was no way her scores should be that bad.

And she didn’t seem like the type to fake it.

From a few seats away, Bruce Taylor noticed Shawn’s gaze and followed it.

Wasn’t that Sabrina?

Why was Shawn watching her?

“Shawn, are you plotting how to win her over?” Bruce muttered under his breath.

Neil Holt, sitting nearby, snickered. “Win her over? She’s just timid, man. She didn’t know anyone at first, now she does, and after hearing all that trash talk, she’s too scared to say a word.”

Shawn turned his head mechanically, fixing the two with a single cold glare. That was all it took to shut them up.