Celine sat upright in her chair and <b>said</b>, “Go back and check the ‘Sacred Herbal Codex‘, Volume Ten, page 4008. You made <b>a </b>mistake just now.”
She spoke earnestly, her tone full of weight. “We, as medical practitioners, must be meticulous. A small <b>error </b>could lead to catastrophic consequences,” At that moment, James stood towering over her, his height giving him a clear advantage. But her slender, graceful back was perfectly straight, and her intelligent, clear eyes met his with the authority of a lecturer addressing a student.
He was stunned. Was she lecturing him? Did she think she was the lecturer? His lecturer could only be Dr. C!
He felt as though the world had gone mad. He wanted to <b>reprimand </b>her, but she spoke first
“That’s enough, James. You can go now.”
He was bbergasted. She had called him by his full name again. This audacity rendered him speechless. Without another word, he turned and left.
Back in the principal’s office, James fused. This was absurd. There was no way he could have been wrong
He immediately pulled out the “Sacred Herbal Codex“, and <b>it </b>didn’t take him long to find the content on Volume Ten, page 4008.
Celine had remembered <b>it </b>all perfectly. As he read further, he drew a sharp breath.
She was right.
He had made a mistake! Good heavens!
Just then, Bailey walked in and asked, “Mr. Lambert, what’s the matter?”
James stared at Bailey, dazed.
“There’s a student of mine who would always sleep through my lectures, but the moment she opened her eyes<b>, </b><b>she </b>pointed out my mistake. What do you make of that?” he asked.
Bailey beamed and answered, “Mr. Lambert, that student must be a genius!”
A genius? Celine<b>, </b>a genius? James was even more astonished now.
ss ended, and Celine’s phone rang. The call was from Samuel of Hattard University.
She answered, and Samuel immediately told her about the uing Pinnacle of Academic Symposium, where she and Adam were invited to deliver the keynote speech.
“Celine<b>, </b>you’ve been in Mercity all this time. How is it that Mr. Alvarez doesn’t know <b>who </b>you are?” he <b>asked </b>curiously.
She adjusted her grip on the phone and smirked. “Mr. Peyton, I know him, but he doesn’t know me.”
“Well, this symposium is the perfect opportunity <b>for </b>you two to properly meet. It’s time Mr. Alvarez found out who you are.
She and Adam were divorced now, with no connection left between them. They would be strangers passing each other on the road.
Perhaps it was fitting for them to meet again, with her in apletely new light. So, she nodded <b>and </b><b>said</b>, “That sounds like a good idea.”
That evening, in the luxurious booth of Club 1996, Benjamin asked with uncontainable excitement, “Adam<b>, </b>is it true? Is Miss Genius C finally going to
ike an appearance?”
Dressed in a ck shirt and ck cks, Adam sat in the main seat, exuding a cold,posed aura. Carly was <b>seated </b>beside him, with Melody also present.
Watching Benjamin’s barely restrained enthusiasm, Carly’s mood soured. She knew he was quite interested in this “Miss Genius C and even wanted to pursue her
The othersughed. One of them teased<b>, </b>“Ben<b>, </b>are you really smitten with Miss Genlus C
<b>“</b>Looks like Ben, who’s charmed countless women, has finally found someone who can keep him in check,<b>” </b><b>another </b>added.
As the conversation revolved around this “Miss Genius C“, Carly masked her displeasure with a smile and chimed in<b>, </b>saying, “Benjamin, this sounds like falling in love with an online persona. How do you even know what Miss Genius C looks like?
“I’ve heard that these schrly prodigles from prestigious familles aren’t much to look at. Because they’re average, no one dates them, so they just
focus on their studies.<b>” </b>