Edward was furious seeing her so unresponsive, his teeth practically itching from anger. He also realized that ying the emotional card with Rosalie would only waste time, and would just lead to more mockery So, he dropped the fake sympathy act. Maybe it was true that his demeanor reflected his heart, but without the fatherly disguise, Edward now looked like a total scoundrel.


    Rosalie couldn''t be bothered to even look at him. She knew why Edward was there, but she wasn''t in any rush. She slowly stirred her coffee with a spoon.


    Then she heard Edward say, "I heard you''re teaching at


    Hawthorne University now, teaching second-year medical students?"


    Rosalie picked up her coffee cup and took a small sip. "Yeah."


    Edward wasn''t surprised by this. He probably knew about it since the first


    day she came to Hawthorne University, likely because Helena had already told him. She thought, ''But now, why was Edward bringing it up?''


    The next second, Edward sneered, not bothering to hide his contempt for Rosalie.


    You have no self-awareness. A


    high school graduate teaching at Hawthorne University, teaching medical students no less. Do you even know anything about medicine? The students you teach will probably be assassins someday." Even though Edward had already received those videos from Helena of Rosalie teaching, with all those professional terms and precise problem-


    solving


    methods, it didn''t seem like something a clueless person would be able to do.


    But Edward thought he knew Rosalie well since he raised her himself.


    Edward had this confidence. So even with the facts in front of him, he refused to believe it was true. At most, he figured the lesson ns were prepared for her before ss.


    He could donate a building to Hawthorne University for Helena to study there, so he thought Rosalie just paid to get a teaching job.


    Whether he was genuinely thinking this way or instinctively overlooking some obvious facts, he had already decided that


    Rosalie didn''t have the ability to teach at Hawthorne University.


    "If you have something to say, just say it. I''m not interested in hearing your nonsense," Rosalie said this in a tone so calm and detached that there was not even a flicker of emotion in her eyes, despite Edward''s Edward choked on her response, his face growing even darker. "If this thing gets out and people nationwide hear about it, don''t you worry about the parents of those students causing trouble for you?" Rosalie''s hand paused for a moment, and her eyes narrowed slightly. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips. She had already guessed what Edward was up to.


    She thought. He is going to use this as leverage to force me to hand over the shares!


    She looked at Edward, and he looked back at her. When he saw that she didn''t show even a hint of guilt or unease, his heart sank.


    "Don''t just talk about parents causing trouble. You know very well how you got this job, and when the truthes out, you won''t be able to walk away so easily. The person who took your bribe will be implicated He deliberately paused, his eyes fixed on Rosalie''s face, eagerly waiting for her to show even the slightest fear. But she showed nothing.


    Rosalie only smiled faintly at him, calm andposed, with not a trace of panic.


    The more she remained this way, the more anxious Edward became. It wasn''t just because Rosalie wasn''t disying the panic and helplessness he had expected. In fact, her calm and confidence reminded hir