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Rebecca’s idea was impressive so much so that even the experts who had previously praised Scarlett turned their heads in surprise.
They nodded one after another, admiration growing in their eyes.
Rebecca beamed with pride and spoke even more smoothly, bolstered by the praise.
Calvin’s face radiated satisfaction.
Now that’s the kind of student I’ve trained.
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“After injection into the mice, there were no adverse effects. The data shows a gentle activation of T cells.”
She then displayed her data on the main screen.
Every number was the result of repeated testing.
Many experts nodded in agreement with what they saw.
Rebecca’s confidence soared.
Back when she’d found Scarlett’s notes in the study, she had immediately recognized the massive innovation buried in them.
So she hadn’t hesitated to take the idea for herself.
With Calvin and Professor Gogh’s help, the data had been refined and perfected.
Frankly, this could serve as her graduation thesis–or even be published in SCI.
She smiled graciously, thanked the crowd, and returned to her seat.
Applause erupted from the audience.
Several people had already begun congratulating the Joyner family in advance.
Their faces beamed with pride. Today’s top prize surely belonged to Rebecca.
Meanwhile, Connor–now finished escorting the Lane family delegate and free to wander–happened to catch Rebecca’s presentation.
He eagerly stepped up to introduce her.
“This is my friend’s little sister–kind–hearted, diligent, brilliant. That last project? She was half the brains behind it.”
Taylor’s eyes, deep as the ocean, drifted to the experimental stage.
But they didn’t stop at Rebecca
They passed over her–and landed squarely on Scarlett.
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She looked en much like their meather.
Cord and distant, like the moon in the sky.
Beautiful and untouchable–like a goddess from a frozen palace.
He almost moved toward her instinctively.
But Connor pulled him back.
“Now’s not the time. Once the presentations are done, I’ll have Rebecca meet your in the lounge. You don’s know–she’s amazing. Got lost as a kid, grew up in the mountains, nearly got married off as a child bride. She’s been through hell but stayed kind and gentle. Even after the Joyner family realized they mistook her for their daughter, she never complained. She’s even super nice to the mistaken heiress.”
Mistaken heiress?” Taylor’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
Connor nodded, oblivious. “Yeah, the girl beside her–that’s Scarlett. Bit of a bully, to be honest. She even cut ties with the Joyner family in a fit of anger.”
Taylor’s answer was crisp and cold. “Good.”
Connor blinked, confused. “Huh?”
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“I’d love to see what this Rebecca is really made of.”
Connor smiled, full of confidence.
“In the graduate division? She’s got no rivals.”
Taylor lightly tapped his knee with his fingertips.
“Is that so?”
“Then I’ll wait and see.”
Connor chuckled. “Great! The Joyner family is seated over there–want me to introduce you?”
He still felt guilty for breaking off the engagement and wanted to help connect the Joyners with the Lane family. It would be a huge leg up for them.
But Taylor shook his head, his tone unreadable.
“No rush. I’ll meet them–one by one.”
Connor found that phrasing… strange.
But then again, Taylor didn’t know anyone in Trenwyn and had no prior dealings with the Joyners. It probably wasn’t anything serious.
He must just want to stay polite and not interrupt things .
Connor’s respect only grew,
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The Lone family is already at the top, and they still know how to honor talent . No wonder they keep rising.
He straightened up and turned his attention back to the stage.
Finished
Rebecca had finished her presentation, and the Q&A portion had begun..
Several students asked follow–up questions, which she answered fluently and confidently–drawing another wave of applause.
Connor Ulapped along, proud and smug.
Then–Scarlett slowly stood up.
“In that case, do you have any data for simulated human systems–or primate models?”
The room fell silent.
The ultimate purpose of this research was to treat human disease.
So a proper thesis couldn’t rely solely on mouse data.
Even if actual primate testing wasn’t feasible, some form of biological simulation was expected.
But Rebecca hadn’t mentioned any such data.
Calvin sneered.
“Picking faults for the sake of it, huh? Don’t you know how limited lab budgets are? Given what she’s managed already, Rebecca’s done exceptionally well.”
Many nodded in agreement.
Most student researchers could barely secure basic lab access–asking for advanced simulation or primate data was asking too much.
But Scarlett wasn’t swayed by moral guilt–tripping.
“If I remember correctly, Rebecca’s lab is equipped with a primate simulation system.”
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