This was something she'd planned to do for a long time, and she finally got the chance."Sarah, I'm really afraid I won't make it to the next round," Linda said anxiously."Don't worry, you will." There wasn't much else she could say.While the competition rules required isolation, they weren't overly strict - casual conversations like this were still allowed.Five days after the thirty-day period ended, all participants gathered in the auditorium, waiting for their results.The top twenty would advance to the final round of oral defense, while the rest would be eliminated.Linda was clearly popular among the contestants, with almost everyone stopping to greet her.Sarah noticed Linda becoming shy when looking at a particular man, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed contestant."That's Eric. He's quite the gentleman," Linda explained to Sarah.Sarah noticed him glancing in their direction too.Everyone sat up straight as the panel of judges entered.Linda was especially tense. She'd
From outside the bathroom stall, she heard foreign voices. "That foreign woman is incredible, getting first place...""All those judges were so nice to her. They obviously favor her. I wouldn't believe these high scores if I hadn't read her thesis myself - I'd think she bribed the judges.""Is her thesis really that good?""Yes, it's excellent. The concept is profound."Listening to these scattered conversations, Linda felt even more confused. She tore her scorecard into pieces and threw them in the trash.She couldn't stop thinking about Sarah receiving first place, all the applause and praise, and the way Eric had looked at her.Eric had placed second. Knowing his competitive nature, Sarah's first-place finish must have caught his interest.After composing herself, she returned to the auditorium.Sarah was surrounded by people, all wanting to see her scorecard.Linda noticed Eric standing at the edge of the crowd, staring intently at Sarah with deep interest.Suddenly anxio
"Love isn't about grades or ability," Sarah said seriously."I know," Linda replied.The oral defense was scheduled for seven days later. During this time, all qualifying contestants could prepare for their presentations.Those who didn't make it would move out of the hotel within two days. The Decker Competition staff had already booked their flights.Even though they hadn't advanced, just participating in such a prestigious competition was something to be proud of.A few days before the defense, Linda suddenly asked Sarah if she wanted to go to a bar.Only after arriving did Sarah realize it wasn't just the two of them - all the finalists were there.Several people gave Sarah meaningful looks, while Eric sat quietly reading in a corner.Sarah noticed Linda's eyes hadn't left Eric since she arrived.But Linda wasn't the only one interested in Eric. Within half an hour, three different girls had already approached him for drinks.She noticed Linda's eyes flash with jealousy e
"Sarah, enough about the thesis. Let's have some fun," Linda said in a controlled voice.Sarah nodded, raising her glass to clink with Linda's.The party ended at midnight, and they headed back to the hotel together.When the elevator reached Sarah's floor, Eric called out to her as she was stepping out."Sarah."She turned back curiously. "What is it, Eric?""See you tomorrow," he said with a smile.Sarah was puzzled but nodded anyway.Linda clenched her fists, her face growing paler.Shortly after, Eric got off too, leaving Linda in the elevator.The others started gossiping again."Eric must really like Sarah, right?""Probably. Sarah's pretty, and I heard the judges were falling over themselves praising her thesis.""Really? That much?"...On the day of the defense, Sarah and Linda arrived early at Saint Nock Hall.The presentations were divided into groups of five, assigned by lottery. She and Linda were placed in the same group.While waiting, she received a str
Sarah searched frantically until she found a rickety ladder, propping it against the wall and slowly climbing up.“Eric?”The window was high up. When she finally reached it, she saw Eric waiting anxiously.While she had been searching for the ladder, Eric had already piled hay beneath the window."Quick! Jump down!"With no time to hesitate, Sarah took a deep breath and leaped.Pain shot through her body, and she felt small cuts on her elbows, but there was no time to check them.She struggled to her feet as Eric's warm hand grabbed hers, pulling her into a run.The wind whipped against her face as they sprinted. "Thank you."Her words scattered in the wind, but Eric still heard them.At the defense presentation.Linda watched the clock - 8:55.Sarah hadn't arrived yet. She probably wouldn't make it.She kept staring at the door nervously, feeling both anxious and afraid.Among the defense panel, Jane noticed Sarah's absence and tried calling her, but the phone was out o
Sarah froze, staring at Linda."It was you?" Sarah looked at Linda in disbelief, not wanting to believe it but unable to deny it.Linda glared at her angrily. "You're quite something. Eric's only known you for days, yet he risked missing his own defense to save you. I really underestimated you."Sarah gave a bitter laugh. "I guess I trusted the wrong person. When I thought you were in trouble, I rushed to help without a second thought. Linda, all this because he talked to me a few times?"Linda sneered. "A few times? Is that what you call it? You knew I liked him, yet you still flirted with him right in front of me. You have no idea how much I hate you!""We only discussed our thesis work, nothing else," Sarah frowned."Who would believe that? I saw you two laughing together, and you claim it was just about the thesis?""You can ask him if you don't believe me. But this isn't just about him, is it?" Sarah stared into her eyes.Linda didn't flinch. "Your thesis was brilliant, ev
Linda returned to her hotel room in panic, staying there for a long time before finally gathering the courage to seek out Sarah.Despite their many previous meetings, this was their first truly awkward encounter.She stood in silence, unsure what to say, until Sarah broke the tension. "What do you want?""Did you tell the coordinator...""No, I didn't say it was you. They'll find out anyway," Sarah replied coldly.Linda gave a bitter laugh. "Thank you. I made a mistake.""Linda, we're not friends anymore. If you came for forgiveness, you should leave," Sarah said icily, moving to close the door.Not naming Linda to the coordinator was the last favor Sarah would do for their friendship. From now on, they were strangers."Sarah, please come somewhere with me? Please?" Linda begged.Sarah eyed her suspiciously. "Where?"Linda smiled sadly. "Someone else suggested the idea to me. Don't you want to know who?"Sarah's brows furrowed. "Who?""Follow me and you'll find out."Linda
After examining Linda, the doctor said she had only swallowed some water."Eric, I'm fine now," Linda said weakly, leaning against him.When Sarah stood up, Linda shrunk behind Eric fearfully.Sarah watched with contempt, knowing Linda's performance wasn't just for Eric's benefit.Sure enough, before they could leave the hospital, the competition coordinator rushed in. "What happened?"The coordinator was startled to see Linda in such a weak state.Before Sarah could speak, Linda jumped in. "Don't blame Sarah. I lost my balance, and she accidentally bumped into me."The coordinator caught the implication in her words and looked gravely at Sarah. "Sarah, did you push Linda in?""No," Sarah said firmly.The coordinator turned to Eric. "Tell me what you saw.""I can't say for certain. When I arrived, Linda was already in the water and Sarah was standing nearby. I can't confirm whether Sarah pushed her or not," Eric stated carefully.His response was logical, and Sarah couldn't
Fresh from the gambling den, Charlie was ecstatic, clutching a bundle of cash and laughing wildly. "Zach, we won thirty thousand! Can you believe they just let us walk out?"He found it unbelievable, but Zach seemed unfazed. They hadn't just taken the house; they'd also won a considerable amount from other gamblers, and even helped the house make a profit. It was no wonder they weren't stopped.Holding the money, Charlie mused, "Zach, you wouldn’t believe it. The rich just keep getting richer. Today, our factory received a shipment of equipment, and I heard just one machine costs millions. Compared to them, this thirty thousand really isn't much."Zach casually mentioned, "It seems like the Sanders factory is the only big one left around here."Charlie quickly retorted with a smirk, "Actually, in West Ridge, Sanders isn’t the biggest."Zach raised an eyebrow, "Really? I thought I knew West Ridge pretty well. Apart from Sanders, I haven’t seen any factory bigger than theirs."Char
Charlie finally got it—Manager Sullivan was forcing him to take on this task. He gritted his teeth and determinedly agreed, "Manager, I'll do it."Manager Sullivan smiled approvingly, "That's the spirit! Good employees like you are what this factory needs. Don't worry, the higher-ups won't let your efforts go unrewarded. If you pull this off, you could be looking at a bonus of several thousand."Charlie nodded, "Tonight, then?"Manager Sullivan's expression grew serious as he nodded back, "Yes, tonight."That afternoon, Charlie clocked out and went straight to find Zachary. He couldn’t go back to the old gambling den—they had made a mess last time and were probably blacklisted. As for the money he owed, Charlie didn’t care anymore. After all, they had won a lot last time only to have it stolen, which he figured squared things. Still, that didn't stop him from wanting to gamble again.Just a few days later, he found Zachary and even brought what he considered a fine cigar.As for
Outside the Sanders factory, several trucks were parked at the entrance. Sarah followed Manager Sullivan and Mr. Lambert, watching the unloading process. "Manager Sullivan, all this new equipment has arrived today, right from the headquarters' stock, and it's too late to ship from Germany now," Sarah observed, her voice serious.Mr. Lambert smiled, "I didn't expect you to handle this so quickly, Miss Sanders. It's only been a few days since you went to headquarters to file a complaint, and you've already got the equipment here.""It's all for the good of the factory," Sarah replied, her face still stern. "So, Manager Sullivan, the factory can operate normally now, right? Getting the production line back up is inevitable."Manager Sullivan's expression wasn't much happier; he hadn't expected Sarah to pull this off so quickly. He forced a smile, "Of course."As the equipment was moved into the factory, Manager Sullivan returned to his office, wiping sweat from his brow with his handk
Sarah was puzzled. "An explosion at such a critical moment would make anyone suspicious, wouldn't it? It looks like someone's trying to cover something up."Zachary nodded, his face showing disdain. "You're not the only one who thought so. But Old Mr. Wilson presented the last batch of drugs from their factory, which were supposed to be delivered to hospitals. The tests came back clean, and they claimed the explosion was due to a mishandling of ingredients."Sarah raised an eyebrow. "And everyone just bought that?""Yes, everyone did.""So, you want to prove the explosion wasn't an accident and use that to bring down the Wilson family?" Sarah asked softly.Zachary's face paled; he shook his head slightly. "It's not just that. I want to do more, but..."Sarah shrugged, as if she was used to this kind of talk. "Let me guess, the timing isn't right yet?"Zachary looked at her sincerely. "Sarah, I'm really glad you came to help me with my wounds. When the time is right, I'll come to
Sarah didn't respond to Zachary's earlier words—she simply moved with even more care as she cleaned and bandaged his wound. Her eyes stayed fixed on the task at hand, but her expression was unreadable.Zachary, watching her in silence, gave a soft laugh. "You do care about me, Sasa. No matter what you say, you're not as heartless as you pretend to be."Sarah shook her head, her voice calm but cool. "You're overthinking it. We're both from East Coast—I just don't want to see you die. Besides, you're getting engaged to Miss Wilson in just over half a month. I’m clear of our positions. So please, don't say things like that again."Zachary's face changed instantly. He knew she was right—his engagement to Vivian was a chasm between them, one that he couldn't just leap across. Not while the truth remained buried.That engagement wasn't just a label. It was a shield. A smokescreen. A compromise he'd made to protect Sarah. But knowing she believed it, that it stood between them, only deepe
Charlie felt a chill run down his spine from that single glance. Considering her status, he dared not push any further. "That's all I have to say. The rest is up to you to figure out."He fled the scene, leaving Sarah alone in the room.After washing up, she lay on the bed and checked her emails. Her cousin had sent her updates on the construction progress at Pine Mist Island.Once she finished handling her affairs, Sarah tucked herself under the covers and closed her eyes, trying to sleep, but rest eluded her.Her mind was filled with what Charlie had said about Zachary being injured. He was hurt, and she had no idea how serious the wound was.If it was severe, he would need hospital treatment, which would certainly leave a record and expose his location.If he didn't want his whereabouts known, he would have to treat the injury himself at home.But that wound...Sarah couldn't calm her thoughts. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.Under the bright moonlight, a figu
After the doctor left, Charlie yanked out his IV and clambered off the bed, urging Zachary, "Let's get out of here. This place just drains you dry."Zachary, indifferent since his injuries were feigned, asked, "Your injuries alright?"Charlie, ever so casual about his resilience, boasted, "Ah, I've been roughed up worse before. Just give me a couple of days to rest at home, and I'll be as good as new."With unresolved matters and a longing to see Sarah, Zachary reluctantly set aside his desires. "Then you head back. Call me if you need anything."Charlie, sensing something off, gently tugged at Zachary's suit and noticed his white shirt stained with fresh blood. "Zach, you're hurt!"Zachary's lips were pale, his voice dry. "Yeah.""I'll get the doctor to bandage you up," Charlie said, moving to leave."No need," Zachary stopped him quickly, not wanting to expose his whereabouts by registering at the hospital."What about your wound?""I have a first aid kit at home. It's just
Zachary dragged the unconscious Charlie to the clinic, exacerbating Charlie's injuries as his back scraped against the small stones on the road.When Charlie woke up in the clinic, his howls filled the room. "It's killing me! Where's the doctor? Give me some anesthesia. I'd rather be out cold!"The nurse, irritated by his constant demands, was about to lose her patience when Zachary entered the room. Seeing him, Charlie momentarily forgot his pain and burst into tears. "Bro, did you save me? From now on, you're like a brother to me."Zachary responded indifferently, "Just focus on healing."As the nurse changed Charlie's bandages, she couldn't help but blush at Zachary's rugged, yet undeniably handsome appearance, even slightly disheveled from the fight."Damn it, get out! Are you doing this on purpose, you wretch? Trying to kill me?" Charlie slapped her, swelling her face, as he misunderstood her distracted clumsiness for malice.Zachary frowned, saying nothing. Although he disl
With an agile flip through the air, Zachary caught sight of Charlie sneaking a peek from behind a haystack, his sleazy demeanor perfectly deserving of a beating. The thought of what this scoundrel had done to Sarah intensified Zachary's fury, already heightened by the fierce combat.On the other side, the casino manager watched in rage as his men were effortlessly knocked down by Zachary. Cursing loudly, he shouted, "Damn it, what's the story with this kid?"Seeing some of his underlings still looking for an opportunity to strike, his anger boiled over. "Are you all brainless? Attack him all at once; I refuse to believe he can fight off everyone!"Those still standing and those who had managed to get back up exchanged glances and charged at Zachary with renewed ferocity.Zachary's sharp eyes flashed with disdain. Without moving, his fist met an attacker's face at an extraordinarily tricky angle.The attacker's pained expression froze mid-air, and when he hit the ground, dust flew