The Queen Back From Hell - Chapter 64: Chapter 64

But to the other students, they were the undisputed rulers of the campus.
The class bell rang sharply.
Students in the hallway snapped to attention and hurried back into their classrooms.
The moment James appeared, the students in Class 1 couldn't help but steal glances at his tall, imposing figure.
Olivia and her three friends made no effort to hide the excitement on their faces.
To their surprise, James showed up so soon.
Seeing James felt like spotting a lifeline.
Their eyes were brimming with anticipation and excitement.
What thrilled them most was that finally, someone would stand up for them.
Justin Geis leaned back slightly, cupping one hand over her mouth.
In a hushed whisper, he warned Arielle behind him, "That's the campus kingpin, don't mess with him! Just play dumb!"
Spotting James approaching, he hastily straightened up, terrified of being noticed.
Arielle's eyes flickered. This was the second time Justin had reached out to her.
All eyes were locked on James, his grand entrance was impossible to ignore.
He strode toward the back row, his striking gaze landing on Arielle.
His eyes swept the room, pausing briefly on familiar classmates before settling on the seat where Arielle sat.
His brows furrowed slightly.
He noticed Arielle, head bowed, completely absorbed in her book.
He thought, 'Don't know her. New student?'
James strode up, rapped his knuckles twice on her desk, and looked down at her. In a deep, lazy drawl, he said, "You're in my seat."
Arielle looked up.
Her cool gaze landed on a tall guy, at least six foot one.
Her icy eyes settled on his strikingly handsome face.
A cross earring dangled from his left ear, adding a rebellious yet refined edge.
"Is your name written on it?" she asked flatly.
James was stunned, no one had ever dared talk to him like that before.
The crowd was in disbelief. "Is she crazy? Does she have a death wish?" they whispered among themselves.
"No," James's deep, velvety voice came again, devoid of emotion.
Arielle then pointed to the adjacent seat. "There's space over there."
Her pupils brimmed with icy indifference. She couldn't be bothered to give him even the slightest reaction.
James glanced at the two empty seats beside him.
To be precise, all three seats belonged to him.
One was his, one was Oliver Anderson's, and the third was where they usually dumped their stuff.
No one had ever dared to sit in these seats, until now.
One of James's sidekicks barked at Arielle, "Move it, now!"
A sneer flashed in Arielle's eyes, as if to say, "You don't deserve it!"
She swept an indifferent glance at the two people in front of her.
"Are you blind or deaf? Can't you see there are two empty seats right there? Don't give me that look, your face isn't a mood ring." Her words came out flat and cold.
It was as if they were just complete strangers passing by each other.
Everyone was stunned speechless.
They thought, 'She actually dared to say them to James, of all people!'
Luna had just walked into the classroom.
She thought, 'Too late to stop her now.'
She took out my phone, ready to call the school administrators and security.
She thought, 'Arielle may be tough enough to make all those parents apologize, but James's no pushover either.
'What a headache!
'Why did I have to get assigned to teach Class 1?
'No wonder Mr. Smith's already got gray hair at such a young age.
'At this rate, I'll be going gray myself soon...'
Justin felt his heart leap into his throat. 'If those two start fighting, I'll be the first casualty,' he thought nervously.
After all, his seat was the closest to them.
Olivia, Sophia, and the other students who had been bullied by Arielle were absolutely thrilled.
'Fight already! Just start fighting!' they screamed internally.
The other students reacted in all sorts of ways, some were nervous, others excited, some just there to watch the drama, while a few couldn't care less. The small classroom was a microcosm of reactions.
James's eyes flashed with a chilling, murderous glint, a glare that could kill.
No one had ever dared speak to him like that.
He was used to being fawned over and obeyed without question.
"Are you sure about that?" James's lips curled into a cold smirk as he spat out the words.
The onlookers held their breath, hearts pounding.
The tension was palpable, and James was about to explode.
Some students already had their phones out, ready to film the epic showdown between these two titans.
Arielle sat up straight, lifted her chin, and met his gaze with icy calm.
"If you don't want to sit, take a left and use that door," she said coldly, pointing at the back exit.