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
"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
Jenny's usage of the phrase, "real boyfriend", was quite interesting. As if Miranda even had a fake boyfriend before.Jack spoke up immediately. "Let me do the honors. This is Paul Jefferson, a professor at Bedford College's Faculty of Physics. He's the youngest leading figure in the country for the
A man stood at the entrance. He was tall and imposing, and he had a cold expression on his face. Miranda stood next to him and looked equally stoic. Jenny was taken aback. Shock flashed in her eyes as she asked, "You… Who are you?"Paul stepped forward confidently, still holding Miranda's hand. "I
Quincey couldn't take it anymore when she saw her father getting shut down. "Mom, that's enough. Don't push me too far!""Oh?" Jenny snapped. "Hear that? I'm pushing you too far? Who's the one pushing here, me or you?"Quincey let out a cold laugh. "Don't take your bad mood out on me or Dad. We're n
Harold came in behind Jenny. He was so quiet that his presence was easily overlooked. Meanwhile, Quincey barely said a word as she kept her head down, her eyes glued to the phone. "Rena, you arrived really early this time. I've never seen you and Leonard so enthusiastic before. Guess things have ch
Miranda stood in front of the mirror, tidying up her messy hair. Behind her, Paul was fully dressed. He walked over and wrapped his arms around her. "Stop it, I just fixed my hair… Look, you even smudged my lipstick," Miranda grumbled, pushing him away. "Mimi, the way you said that makes it sound
Miranda glanced at her phone. It was a call from Paul. "Hello, Paul, Merry—"Before she could finish her sentence, she heard the sound of heavy breathing on the other end. Taken aback, Miranda froze for a moment. "What's…""Come outside, Mimi.""What?""I'm out front at your entrance. Come out."As
Austin stuck out his tongue at Yale. "Uncle Yale, shame on you! How can you compare yourself to little kids?" Yale was at a loss for words. Great, he thought, even the kids were bullying him.Suddenly, Susan thought of something and asked, "By the way, where's Paul?" "Oh, he got a phone call earli
Jenny was shocked. "Are they really that powerful?""Of course!" Quincey couldn't help but sigh. "I can't help but admire Miranda sometimes. Back when she needed money, she latched onto a rich young scion. Now that she's still young but craving for status, she went straight for a prominent academic