How could it be like this? Why isn’t the answer 0.03??

Willow Grant tried hard to find which step she’d done wrong, but the more anxious she got, the less she could see it. She had no choice but to ask Mio Osborne for help.

Mio Osborne gave her a nod and said, "You can go back to your seat first."

"Yes, teacher." Willow bit her lip and went back to her seat.

They only heard Mio Osborne ask, "Can anyone tell which step Willow Grant wrote wrong?"

The students below fell into silence. Don’t say spotting the mistake—most of them hadn’t even thought of this way to solve the problem.

Just then, a hand went up.

Mio Osborne looked up and saw it was Ronan Kingston; his gaze immediately shifted away.

With the level Ronan had shown in the placement test, how could he possibly see where Willow had gone wrong?

He must be trying to mess around!

Mio Osborne said directly, "Since no one knows, I’ll explain it. Willow’s train of thought is very neat; she only went wrong when she applied the third formula. She should have used this formula instead..."

As he spoke, Mio Osborne wrote the solution out on the blackboard.

Ronan, who’d been completely ignored, instantly darkened, but in the end he said nothing and just put his hand down.

Next to him, Finn Ford couldn’t help muttering, "Mio Osborne is going too far, isn’t he? You’re studying so seriously and even raised your hand, and he just directly ignored you. What kind of teacher is that?"

"Don’t bother with him." Ronan was pretty pissed too, but he had no intention of making a scene.

Since he’d already decided to give up the military track and focus on academics instead of enlisting, he wasn’t going to get into it again with someone like Mio Osborne.

Not worth it.

It’s just that...

Ronan couldn’t help glancing at Luna Monroe’s empty seat.

Why hasn’t sis-in-law come to class for two days? Could she really have been affected by what’s online? No, he had to call his brother.

As soon as the bell rang, Ronan was the first one out of the classroom. He picked up his phone, ready to call Julian Kingston.

Mio Osborne, standing on the podium, saw Ronan rush out of the classroom like he couldn’t wait and his face instantly soured.

He knew it—the studious act Ronan had been putting on lately was all fake. A dog can’t stop itself from eating shit.

A bad student can never turn into a good one.

...

Outside the classroom.

Ronan called Julian three times in a row and couldn’t get through. In the end he had to give up and called Luna instead.

This time, the call connected very quickly.

Luna’s cool voice came through. "Ronan?"

Ronan walked to a deserted corner before speaking. "Sister-in-law—no, boss, are you okay?"

"Hm?" On the other end, Luna was baffled. "I’m perfectly fine."

Ronan hesitated before saying, "I saw what’s online. Henry Stanton won’t drag you into this, will he?"

Luna finally understood why Ronan had called. She laughed and said, "Relax, he won’t. Besides, I’m the one who put that news out there."

"Huh?" Ronan froze for a second, then thought of that trending topic about Henry Stanton killing Luna Monroe. His brain quickly pieced it together.

So Luna was the one who leaked all that. She was doing it to avenge her mother.

Ronan let out a sigh of relief. "That’s good then. The exams are coming up—review a bit if you have time."

"No need. Even without reviewing, I can still get first place." Luna’s tone was very flat; she wasn’t showing off, just stating a fact.

"..." In that instant, Ronan felt like he’d taken a critical hit and hurriedly hung up the call.

Right before the call ended, he heard a familiar voice ask Luna, "Whose call was that?"