The staff's face froze momentarily. She instinctively glanced at her computer screen. Even though it was already minimized and hidden, how…A colleague couldn't hold back. "Why did you even provoke her? Her logic, reasoning, and speaking skills are top-tier."She asked, "That student is so sharp-ton
"It's still the same. No one is answering," said Sebastian."Unbelievable! The faculty's dodging responsibility, and now the organizers are playing dead. Don't tell me there's nothing fishy going on here!" Madison huffed.Miranda paused for a moment, an idea forming in her mind. "For competitions of
Miranda blinked in confusion.Paul chuckled. "Does it sound a little far-fetched? Just wait until you meet him. You'll see for yourself."Ten minutes later, a tall figure appeared before them. "Hey, Paul!"Miranda looked up, and even though she thought she was prepared, her eyes widened in shock.Th
"Speaking of this year's competition," Owen began, his tone a mix of exasperation and resignation, "I don't know if it's the students nowadays or just the overall academic atmosphere becoming so impatient and shallow. "About 50% of the submitted projects were just flashy and superficial, 40% were c
Theodore sobbed like a child. He had always known he didn't belong in Yasmine's little clique. Their exclusion of him wasn't subtle—it was blatant and deliberate.At one point, Theodore had clumsily tried to fit in. After all, humans were social creatures. In such an environment, anyone who could jo
Theodore mumbled hesitantly, "I didn't receive anything…"Joli gritted his teeth. "Stay here in the dorm. Don't go anywhere. I'll handle this."With that, he turned and left the dorm, heading straight to Sophie's office. He raised his hand, ready to knock, but paused when he overheard voices from in
"Aunt Sophie?" Yasmine looked confused."You had him do the work, then scratched his name off the list. Do you think Theodore would take that lying down?" Sophie scolded."Why should I care if he's upset? Am I supposed to be afraid of him?" Yasmine tilted her chin defiantly."You don't need to fear
The post spanned ten pages and was packed with explosive revelations. The whistleblower was none other than Sophie's own protégé, Joli.He had accused her of academic fraud, favoritism in admitting graduate students, accepting bribes while colluding with external companies, and having her niece Yasm
Under Susan's gaze, Jenny felt a chill run down her spine. "You… Why are you acting so weird? Are you mute? You don't look like it from how you're dressed."She shot Susan a glare and muttered, "Crazy woman," before heading back into her apartment building. Susan stayed rooted to the spot. Her face
They made it back from the school to Harold's place just in time for dinner. After dinner, Lionel and his family said their goodbyes. Upon seeing this, Leonard's family made their exit right after. Jenny walked them to the door before collapsing onto the couch, clutching her lower back. "What a ti
Paul's genes ensured both good looks and a decent figure. On top of that, judging by how generous he was with his gifts, he clearly wasn't just an ordinary college professor. He probably came from an affluent family. Elite families like his often went back several generations, which meant his rela
Since it was the end of the year, the students were all on holiday. The vast school grounds felt a little deserted. Dallas Urban, the school's security guard, noticed Lionel coming from a distance. He stepped out of the guard booth and greeted him cheerfully, "Mr. Sutton!" Then his gaze landed on
"There's still a pile of pots and pans in the kitchen waiting to be cleaned," Jenny complained."I'm just like a maid that's born to toil endlessly, unlike you who can enjoy such an easy life. "You should really learn from Lionel. He cooks every time they host a gathering. You two are brothers, but
"I'm cooking something," Paul said. "Why are you cooking this late at night?" Susan asked. "I wanted a midnight snack."Susan knew her son didn't normally eat late. Clearly, he was cooking for someone else. The thought worsened her mood. "When are you planning to come back to Elgerson?" she asked
Suddenly, Miranda stopped walking. She turned to face Paul and said seriously, "Thank you, Paul, for coming to Lumberville to spend Christmas with me. And… thank you for being in my life."Paul was slightly taken aback. Then, he gently squeezed her hand. "You dummy. I should be the one thanking you.
Yale wasn't too pleased. "But… I was just trying to clear the way for you. Am I wrong for doing that?"He couldn't help but feel a little wronged. Paul softened his tone and explained, "That's not what I meant. First off, Mom had already agreed to me coming to Lumberville. There was no need for lie
"Oh, you're back? What were you guys doing?" Lionel came out of the kitchen, still wearing his apron. He looked a little puzzled when he saw everyone gathered around Paul and Miranda. "Dad…" Miranda was about to go over with the shopping bags, but Paul had already taken them from her before she cou