Chapter 270 
On the second day of the exams, after finishing her humanities and social sciences test, Carina emerged earlier than most. Her quick completion, coupled with her striking beauty, made her an instant favorite among the reporters who swarmed to interview her. 
“Hey there! How’d you find the exam? Any tough questions?” one reporter asked eagerly. 
“It wasn’t too bad,” Carina replied with a shy smile. “Actually, it felt a bit easier than the practice tests.” She stood there in her knee–length pure white dress, her dark hair cascading down her back. Her smile was infectious, her eyes curving into charming crescents. 
“Wow, sounds like we’ve got a top student here! Which university are you aiming for?” another reporter chimed in. 
“Well… I’m hoping to get into the University of Maple Grove,” she said. 
“That’s a prestigious place! Good luck!” the reporter encouraged. 
Meanwhile, Flora exited the exam hall and noticed Carina being interviewed by the roadside. She looked pure and innocent, a picture of perfection. If Flora hadn’t been burned before, she might have been charmed by Carina too. But instead, she sneered and walked toward Connor and the Irving family. 
That evening, Carina’s interview video went viral. Given the buzz around the exams, anything related to them easily trended. With her good looks and academic prowess, Carina quickly became the nation’s darling, topping the trending charts. Even the University of Maple Grove shared her interview. 

“Wow, what kind of parents raise such an outstanding daughter? Makes me want to kick my own daughter who only knows how to eat and sleep,” one comment read. 
“Girl, leave your contact info. I’ll help you move your stuff when you arrive at our college,” another chimed in.. 
“I’m in love. What’s her Twitter handle? Gotta follow ASAP!” someone else added. 
“Her name’s Carina, a senior at Westbrook High School. She’s always been the belle of Westbrook High, and her grades have never dropped out of the top five!” another comment praised. 
“I’m Carina’s classmate. She’s always so kind and gentle, truly a great person!” a peer vouched. 
Overnight, Carina’s Twitter followers shot up by over half a million. She hadn’t expected that a simple roadside interview would make her so popular. Yet, she kept her excitement in check, grabbing her Spanish textbook to review key points. Tomorrow was her last Spanish 
exam. 
She had performed well in all her previous exams, and as long as nothing went wrong with Spanish, she felt confident she could secure her spot at the University of Maple Grove. 
The next day, at 8:30 am sharp, Carina entered the examination hall. Her newfound fame hadn’t gone unnoticed; her classmates now looked at her with a mix of envy and admiration. Carina sat down, back straight, radiating quiet pride. 
At 9:00 am, the exam started right on time. After the listening section, Carina felt even more confident. Listening had always been her weak point, usually tripping her up with two or three errors, but this time she felt she might have nailed it. 
After finishing up the reading comprehension, Carina felt buoyant and confident, envisioning the University of Maple Grove waving her 

in. 

Just as she was about to fill in her answer sheet, a commotion erupted outside. Two police officers stood there, choosing not to enter so as not to disturb the students. The invigilator stepped out to speak with them in hushed tones, then returned with a slightly changed expression. 
She walked straight to Carina’s desk and tapped on it gently. “Could you please come outside for a moment?”