Meg''s apology was heartfelt, the kind that could melt even the iciest of hearts.


    Zane nced at Meg. Disagreements and arguments were just par for the course in research teams. He sighed, ready to brush it off, when Mirabe''s voice cut through the tension.


    "Sorry, I misspoke earlier." Mirabe leaned casually against the table, letting out a soft sigh.


    Everyone, including Meg, assumed Mirabe was just trying to save face.


    Meg scoffed inwardly. Moments ago, Mirabe was acting all high and mighty. Now, she''s apologizing? Too little, toote. Meg had no ns to forgive someone so thoughtless.


    As Meg fumed silently, Mirabe''s voice broke through again.


    "If there were levels of trash, your proposal..." Mirabe crossed her arms, a smirk tugging at her lips, "would be bottom-tier trash."


    Bottom-tier trash??


    Meg''s eyes widened in disbelief. Did she just call her proposal trash? Was this girl insane?


    The room, which had just started to calm down, instantly froze over again.


    Megughed out of sheer frustration, stepping closer to Mirabe. She waved the proposal she''d just snatched back from Mirabe, pointing it right at her nose, enunciating each word, "Who gave you the nerve to say something like that?"


    No one had ever pointed at her nose while talking. Mirabe tilted her head, her casual demeanor reced by seriousness. "You call this a proposal when you can''t even grasp the integration by parts method used in molecr mutation sequences?"


    Meg scoffed even louder, "A liberal arts major talking to me about integration by parts? Are you kidding me?"


    Mirabe''s expression turned even more peculiar. "Isn''t integration by parts a math method? Isn''t math a required course for everyone? What''s it got to do with being an arts or science major?"


    Meg realized her blunder, her face turning beet red, her raised hand now looking ridiculous.


    After a beat, Meg bit her lip and challenged, "You say I don''t get it, but do you even know the integration by parts method? Can you write the form?"


    Mirabe nodded, "Oh, I do. Your proposal''s steps are long-winded and messy,pletely messing up the gic mutation sequences. Sure, aputer might simte aplete 3D DNA image, but the sequencing, code conversion, and big dataparison will definitely fail."


    Using the wrong method for gic mutation research was a joke.


    Mirabe''s lips twitched into a knowing smile.


    Meg coldlyughed, "How can aputer simtion work but the big data sequencing and code conversion fail?"


    Thinking she''s hot stuff just because she knows some math?


    Mirabe shrugged and nced at theputer, "Then go ahead and try."


    "If I seed, will you and your team apologize for your thoughtless behavior?"


    Meg wasn''t swayed by Mirabe''s math knowledge. She was even more convinced Mirabe was just showing off.


    She was determined to prove her wrong today, to show her that this was Prestige College, not high school anymore.


    Everyone here was elite. Don''t go thinking you''re some kind of genius just because you''ve got a few tricks up your sleeve.