Chapter 142 The Cornor
The following day, Newton sat in the exam hall, his posture upright and focused. His sharp gaze scanned the room, taking in the sight of other students hunched over their papers, their brows furrowed in concentration.

Newton exuded an air of confidence as he calmly flipped through the pages of the exam booklet, his mind sharp and ready to tackle the test questions.

His preparedness and intelligence were evident in his steady hand, swiftly jotting down answers with precision.

"Time up," echoed the invigilators throughout the hall, signaling the end of the examination.

The collective sound of chairs scraping against the floor filled the air as students stood up, stretching their limbs after hours of intense concentration. Newton joined the shuffle, his eyes scanning the hall, taking in the mix of contented and weary expressions on his classmates' faces.

Amidst the sea of familiar faces, his gaze lingered on the empty seat where Jeremiah Lee should have been.

A pang of sadness tugged a
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