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Never See You Again

Chapter 22
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Chapter 22 It was the day of Marve's entrance exam. Back in his office, Sertook a look at the tand asked, "Did Maeve go for her exam this moming "She went extremely early. She's probably already in the exam hall by now.

Sernodded "Did you talk to the principal?" "The principal said that the exam Madam is taking is for postgraduate students, so even if he didn't interfere, she won't be able to pass." "Postgraduate students?" Serwas doubtful that Maeve could have passed even a freshman's entrance exam.

Was she insane to go for a postgraduate student's exam? "Just let her be," he said coldly.

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If she wanted to embarrass herself, so be it.

Marve had just reached the examination hall. She was the youngest out of all the exam candidates, which caused the examiner to do a double-take There were a lot of thirty-something year olds who worked in the finance industry. Quite a few had been on television before. Clearly, that university had made an impressive nfor itself in the financial education world.

At the stime, Clara was purposely strolling up and down the hallways in front of the examination hall Theoretically, all of the students taking the freshman entrance exam should be in that building, but she scoured almost all of the examination halls and still didn't catch a glimpse of Marve.

Could she have finally realized how hard it would be and backed out? Clara let out a sigh of relief. If that were the case, it would save her a lot of trouble.

"Clara? What are you doing here?" Jenny had just walked into the building and spotted Clara hovering around the examination hall on the first floor. "I was just about to go to Building a for class. Let's go together." "Building 2 is also being used for entrance exams today. Our lecturer sent us sa message in the group chat that classes would be in Building 3 for "Really?" Clara checked her phone and noticed that Building 2 was, in fact, being used for exams or today." However, there were extremely few postgraduate students that managed to pass the test each year. Out of all the th one preparing for the postgraduate exam, and she even had to wait until next year to take it.

Out of all the third year students, Clara was the only "How about we go take a look?” Jenny asked. “I heard that the exam questions this year are really difficult. You can go get stips, too." "Okay." Their lecture that day wasn't that important anyway. They could just ask Tiffany to help them with attendance. "Then let's go!" Jenny began to pull Clara toward Building 2.

Clara obviously knew what Jenny's true intentions were. As if she actually wanted to go look at the questions! It was more likely that she was going there to look for a boyfriend Most of the people in that school were rich, and a lot of the postgraduate students who could afford to study there were also well-established in the Industry.

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As expected, Jenny piped up excitedly on the way there, "I heard that Mr. Sheldon gtoo. Bet a ton of people are going to go watch! If we're too late, we might not get to see anything." Clara couldn't help but feel a bit more curious after hearing that

The Hackett family ran the largest banking enterprise in Seathburn Even though they were usually verity.

NO low-key, there were still rumors about them having enough money to build a whole new Seathburn City. Jenny looked around for a bit before suddenly saying excitedly, "That looks like the place!"

Clara looked in the direction that Jenny was pointing at and saw a bunch of people surrounding the exam hall. All hall. All of them were looking inside the "Excuse mel Coming through!" Jenny pulled Clara along with her as they wormed their way in.

The very spotted Marve, who was sitting at the desk closest to the front. y moment she looked through the window, Clara Clupter 23