Chapter 143 The Last Night of Class 6
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Naomi had already done the math. With her current scores, getting into a second–tier university wasn’t hand–but a top university was out of the question.
“Naomi, don’t worry, I’ll figure out a way to get you into the best school.”
Evelyn tried to calm her.
Naomi finally felt her nerves settle down after hearing that.
Three straight days of testing had stretched Eliza to her limit.
Even though she felt confident about her performance, she couldn’t afford a single misstep if she wanted to get into Claire University.
Only after double–checking every question did she finally feel at ease.
It should be enough now.
Back at the hotel, Eliza flopped onto the bed, completely drained.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
When she opened it, Henry was standing there.
“Henry?”
“Come on, I booked a private room. Let’s all hang out!”
The SAT was over. This marked the turning point in all their lives.
It would be hard for the Class 6 crew to all gather like this again.
Eliza nodded.
Even though she’d only been in Class 6 for half a year, it had been far happier than the two years she’d spent in Class 1.
“Nolan’s coming too,” Henry said.
It was the last day of SATs, and every KTV in town was already booked.
Henry had reserved a room at a private club.
Eliza knew this place.
It was a favorite hangout for the elite.
Very private–but also crawling with all kinds of characters.
The hallway up front was futuristic and fancier than a nightclub.
Henry said, “Everywhere else was full. This was all I could get. Don’t wander off in here, Elizze–it’s a bit of
a maze.”
Eliza nodded obediently.
In her last life, Zayden used to entertain clients here all the time.
She’d been here a couple of times and actually knew the layout pretty well.
Henry’s warning was subtle.
This place wasn’t confusing because of its size–it was dangerous because of the people. A drunk, powerful man could decide to take a fancy to someone, and if you didn’t have a strong background, you could end up being someone’s toy.
Judging by Henry and Nolan’s calm demeanor, it probably wasn’t their first time here.
But weren’t they still in high school?
Henry had booked the biggest luxury suite.
The rest of Class 6 was already there–they were the last to arrive.
The room was buzzing with energy.
Eliza quickly got swept up in the mood.
And this time, what was on the table wasn’t soda–it was hard liquor.
The students of Class 6 chatted freely about their futures.
Eliza couldn’t help but think back on her past life. Back then, she had devoted herself entirely to Zayden, never even imagining what her future could be.
“Eliza! Here’s to you!”
One of the students raised a glass, and others followed suit. “Yeah, cheers to the only girl in our class!”
While everyone was distracted, Henry secretly swapped Eliza’s glass.
He filled it with iced black tea, which looked similar to whiskey under the dim lights of the private room.
Eliza grinned to herself.
Now she could outdrink every guy in the room.
Nolan, meanwhile, caught the exchange of glances between her and Henry.
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Lewis raised an eyebrow and handed a glass of whiskey to Nolan. “Cheers.”
Nolan clinked his glass with Lewis.
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“Why does this taste like iced tea?” a boy near Henry asked, confused as he looked at his drink.
Henry’s face turned dark–he just realized the drink he’d poured had been taken by someone else.
Which meant the drink Eliza had was…
Cough cough!
Eliza coughed hard. Nolan’s face changed instantly, and he rushed over to pat her back. “Are you okay?”
She had assumed it was iced tea and downed the whole glass in one go without even sniffing it.
Now, her whole face was scrunched up. “Ugh, that tastes disgusting!”
Nolan quickly handed her a glass of warm water.
Eliza gulped it down.
This drink really wasn’t her thing.
“Elizze, are you alright?” Henry asked anxiously.
He’d just looked away for one–second–and someone else had taken the iced tea he poured.
Eliza shook her head.
She had chugged too fast and now her brain was spinning.
“She’s amazing! The only girl in class and still outdrinking everyone!”
“Yeah! Totally badass!”
The room thumped with loud music, and everyone was lost in the joy of the moment.
Eliza let loose as well.
She grabbed a mic and swaggered toward the stage–and punched in the number for the most notorious track on the list: The Hottest Ethnic Pop Song.
The moment the intro kicked in-
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