Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 1773

Hearing the chemistry teacher's voice, Fiona finally stirred awake, feeling a bit groggy. She had dozed off, overwhelmed by tiredness. It was already three in the afternoon, and Alec, who sat next to her, had purposely let her sleep through the class.

As soon as she was awake, Fiona shot Alec a sharp look. She’d told him a million times to wake her whenever the teacher was nearby, but he’d clearly ignored her, probably hoping to see her caught out.

“I know you're a top student, Fiona, but that doesn’t mean you can slack off,” the chemistry teacher remarked. “See me in my office after class. I have some questions for you.”

With that, the teacher left the room just as the bell rang to end the class.

“Another trip to the office. Mr. Deston really has it in for me,” Fiona muttered, reluctantly stuffing her books into her bag.

“Well, you do keep nodding off in chemistry,” Alec teased. “Even if you don’t love it, at least look like you’re paying attention.”

“It’s not that I don’t like it; it’s just way too easy. Not nearly as tough as what my dad used to teach me.”

“Your dad’s not just any dad, is he?”

“Of course not, he's just a regular dad,” Fiona said, flashing a mischievous grin. The whole world seemed to know she had the best parents, except for Fiona herself.

Betty, looking worried, asked, “Fiona, are you alright? Do you think he’ll make you stand outside again, like last time?”

Fiona shrugged, “How should I know? As long as he doesn’t make a scene, I’m good.”

She couldn’t quite shake the feeling that her chemistry teacher had some unexplained grudge against her, though it never felt strong enough to genuinely worry about.