Chapter 44

Charlene was astonished at first, but she soon lost all interest. Thome and his crew were surrounded by a thick wall of people. Among the sea of faces, Thorne and his friends did not notice Charlene. Although Charlene appeared calm and polite, Stewart was aware of this. Under that serene appearance, Charlene was a formidable presence, bold in both her thoughts and her actions. Whether or not it was marketable, she would completely immerse herself in whatever caught her attention at work. She felt that until you give something a try, you can't tell how excellent it is. Love was no different.

She gave up the opportunity to pursue higher education in order to devote herself to her family because she loved Thome enough to stake her future on him. But despite the hefty cost, Stewart never saw regret in Charlene's eyes after she made the decision. Stewart therefore trusted Charlene when she said she was okay and prepared to go on. He grinned. She felt that until you give something a try, you can't tell how excellent it is. Love was no different. She gave up the opportunity to pursue higher education in order to devote herself to her family because she loved Thome enough to stake her future on him.

But despite the hefty cost, Stewart never saw regret in Charlene's eyes after she made the decision. Stewart therefore trusted Charlene when she said she was okay and prepared to go on. He grinned. Charlene grinned back. "Fancy a drink?" "Sounds good." They made their way to the refreshments area through the mob. "Want something alcoholic?" "Just a bit." Although Charlene didn't drink much, she had a high threshold for alcohol. They stood silently apart, enjoying their drinks, and clinked glasses. All of a sudden, they were approached. "Stewart, you're here too?" "Professor Hancock." Stewart gave the newcomer a hearty welcome. "I was about to look for you but couldn't find you anywhere." "Really?" teased Professor Hancock. I find it difficult to trust that for some reason.

"Cross my heart. It's accurate. I'm here expressly to present you to someone." "Oh?" Professor Gazefell asked Charlene, his interest mixed with astonishment. She was a beautiful young lady, but why should he meet her? If Stewart hadn't had a reputation for honesty, Hancock could have suspected... You've been working on a language programming project, but isn't it a bit of a bottleneck? Additionally, this is...Stewart made a polite gesture in Charlene's direction. "My junior, Charlene Ross, is an expert in language programming. I'm sure she can assist you. "Your junior? Stewart's tutor, Kenton Wagner, was a titan in the field of artificial intelligence, and despite their youth, his pupils were influential members of the computer industry. However, he had never heard of Charlene.

"Absolutely," Stewart smiled and guaranteed. "Charlene led the CUAP project eight years ago." When it came to programming languages, few were as prestigious across the country as CUAP. Professor Hancock couldn't believe it. "Seriously?" "After you speak with her, the truth will come to light. I'm positive." Professor Hancock was excited and cautiously asked Charlene some questions. His enthusiasm increased as the discussion of his predicament progressed, and their exchange became more intense. Stewart, not wanting to disturb, watched from the sidelines, grinning as he sipped his drink. Stewart looked up at that moment and noticed Vesta coming. Vesta made eye contact and nodded with a kind grin. Stewart stopped in mid-step, conscious of Vesta's reputation. However, Vesta was in front of him before he could respond. "Mr. Ferguson.