?Chapter 1707:
ording to Harlee, the Happer family controlled a substantial business empire. Their n was not only to dismantle the Happer family but also to ensure that all their assets would be transferred to Serena.
Amid the anticipation, Ashley Haywood, the student council president known for her run-ins with Elva, approached Darin nervously.
“Mr. Courtenay, it’s been ten minutes. Professor Fletcher might…”
Before Darin could respond, Serena approached calmly, her voice gentle, and said, “Perhaps you’re looking for me.”
Serena had been at the gate for some time, unnoticed except by a few who admired her beauty. Given the rarity of her public appearances and theck of identifiable photos online, herck of recognition was unsurprising.
The revtion that the leading figure in medicine was a woman under thirty shocked everyone present.
“Are you, Professor Serena Fletcher?” Darin’s voice faltered as he spoke, caught off guard by Serena’s youthful appearance. He recalled a photograph he had seen, depicting an elderly woman with white hair.
Serena noticed Darin’s surprise and offered an exnation with a hint of mncholy.
“Oh, a good friend of mine edited that photo.”
She referred to Tonya, her frequent coborator in theb. The two often spent hours researching together, and during lighter moments, Tonya enjoyed ying pranks on Serena, often taking yful photos of her.
Remembering Tonya now brought a fleeting sadness to Serena’s eyes.
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If Tonya were still alive, Serena wouldn’t need to step into the limelight today. The groundbreaking medical research attributed to Serena was, in fact, Tonya’s work. It was Tonya’s preference to publish under Serena’s name.
“Professor Fletcher?” Darin asked cautiously.
Realizing he was indeed speaking to Serena, Darin quickly offered a respectful greeting and apologized for the confusion. Serena, momentarily lost in her thoughts, didn’t respond, which made Darin increasingly nervous.
“Let’s go to the auditorium,” Serena finally said, pulling herself back to the present and walking ahead with aposed expression.
Knowing Serena had little patience for ttery, Darin skipped the charming prelude he had prepared and nodded sinctly.
“Professor Fletcher, you must be weary from your travels. We have lectures nned for the next two days. I’ll escort you to your amodations first. If there’s anything amiss, we’ll make it right.”
Serena was initially reluctant to ept the university-provided apartment, but recalling Harlee’s directives, she relented. However, her brow furrowed upon noticing the sizable group apanying Darin. Why were there so many people?
“There’s no need for such a crowd. It’s cumbersome,” she stated bluntly.
Darin shed apliant smile.
“Understood. How about just the student council president and I apany you to the apartment? By the way, this is Ashley Haywood, our student council president. She’s at your service for any queries or needs you might have.”
Ashley stepped forward enthusiastically.
“Professor Fletcher, hello! I’m Ashley, the student council president.”
Aware of Serena’s significant contributions to medicine and her origins in Mogluylia, Ashley made sure to show respect.
Ashley harbored biases against people from Mogluylia but made an exception for Serena, who had lived abroad for many years and was disconnected from her homnd.
Serena’s gaze sharpened, and she sized up Ashley with a piercing look that briefly chilled the air, though it was so swift that only Ashley noticed.
Serena simply nodded in response and turned away as Darin and his group began moving toward the university apartment. At that moment, Harlee, having just escorted Elva, appeared from the opposite direction.
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