CHAPTER 43: CHAPTER 43: SHE IS ACTUALLY HIS JUNIOR SCHOOLMATE

The black and white text inside the folder pierced his eyes like needles.

[Stella Grant’s Personal Information]

Gender: Female

Age: 24

Resume:

Orphan.

At six, adopted by the Kensington Family. At ten, went missing and lost contact with the Kensington Family. At twelve, arrived alone in Meritopia.

In the same year, visited the old Fordham Family residence twice, reasons unknown.

Then wandered for three months. At the entrance of Meritopia First High School, helped a fellow student, Vivi Sterling, who was being bullied.

Sponsored by the Sterling Family, entered Fifth Grade as a transfer student at Meritopia Sixth Elementary School.

Struggled with studies due to a poor foundation, frequently bullied by classmates.

Aiden Fordham’s fingers halted.

Fifth Grade? She was twelve and only in Fifth Grade? And she was bullied?

He continued reading.

At thirteen, completed Sixth Grade in one year, and got the highest score in the city to enter Meritopia First High School.

At fifteen, after completing Seventh Grade, directly took the high school entrance exam, again achieving first place in the city, skipping two grades, and entered Meritopia First High School (for high school). Began First Year.

Aiden Fordham’s breath stopped for a moment.

First High School? He also attended First High School.

She actually completed middle school in just one year? And got first place in the city?

How is that possible!

At sixteen, after completing the First Year of high school, directly took the college entrance exam, achieving the top provincial score, and was admitted to F-Country’s Royal Stelton Institute of Technology, skipping ahead again. This is a genius more impressive than himself!

Aiden Fordham suddenly looked up, glancing at the calm Andy Lockwood across from him.

Royal Stelton Institute of Technology? Isn’t that his alma mater! He suppressed the storm in his heart and returned his gaze to the document.

In the fall of seventeen, she entered Royal Stelton Institute of Technology in F-Country, four years younger than her peers, becoming his junior by four cohorts. He also skipped grades, so at that time, he was already pursuing his PhD.

She actually majored in biomedical engineering!

At nineteen, she skipped a grade again, completed her sophomore year, and directly enrolled in senior year courses, effectively reducing the gap with him to two years.

Aiden Fordham felt a "buzz" in his head.

Professor Franck seemed to mention her with admiration.

The genius girl called [God N] by everyone.

Two years younger than him.

His junior... Nineteen years old... Skipping grades...

All the clues at this moment pointed to one name.

Stella Grant.

The woman who spent three years with him in the Fordham Family, gentle and unassuming.

Was she the legendary genius girl? The study monster who skipped six grades?

Could she be the [God N] who’s just two years younger than him...

Absurd!

Too absurd!

Aiden Fordham’s fingers clenched the paper so hard that his knuckles turned white. The sheet trembled slightly at his fingertips.

He never knew she had such a breathtaking past.

Nor did he know that they had brushed past each other in the same high school, the same university.

The records stated she visited the Fordham Family twice at age twelve.

Why?

Why didn’t he have any impression at all? What was he doing at that time?

Keegan Lindsey, like a curious cat, couldn’t hold back and crept bit by bit to Aiden Fordham’s side.

He secretly peered over to glance at the words on the [document].

With just one look, he almost jumped up on the spot.

"Oh, shit!"

Keegan quickly smothered his mouth with his hand to prevent the exclamation from escaping. His eyes widened in disbelief.

Could Madam... be this incredible?

This resume practically blinds his titanium dog eyes!

Wait!

She came to the Fordham Family when she was a child? And twice at that? Could it be the boss knew Madam from before?

What kind of situation is this?

Family secrets? Childhood sweethearts? Amnesia trope?

The same question lingered in Aiden Fordham’s mind at this moment.

Why twice?

At twelve, alone and wandering the streets, why did she go to the Fordham Family’s old residence?

Who was she looking for? What was she there for?

He recollected carefully; he was fourteen at that time, probably still in high school, spending most of his time at school, occasionally returning home on weekends.

He had no impression of Stella Grant at this age.

This matter, he must go back and ask his grandfather. Grandfather surely knew something.

He flipped to the last page. The information stopped abruptly after she entered university. What followed was blank, nothing at all.

"What about what’s after?"

Aiden Fordham looked up, his voice carrying an imperceptible tension, asking Andy Lockwood.

Andy Lockwood spread his hands, a professional smile on his face.

"What’s after has been deliberately erased. The method is very clean and professional. Can’t be traced, for now."

He tapped his finger lightly on the table, making a knocking sound.

"However, the interesting part is the timeline. She skipped to senior year at nineteen, theoretically should have been in grad school by twenty-one."

"And at twenty-one, she also married into the Fordham Family. Even the school couldn’t find her academic record!"

Andy Lockwood looked at Aiden Fordham, his gaze more probing.

"There’s exactly a two-year gap in between."

"Where she went, what she did during those two years, the records are completely blank."

"And later on..."

Andy Lockwood stretched out the tone, with a playful hint in his voice.

"She became your wife and lived with you! As for how your life has been after marriage..."

He paused meaningfully, "I probably don’t need to investigate that, do I, President Fordham?"

Aiden Fordham’s mind was still fixated on Stella Grant’s astonishing resume and that two-year blank.

What exactly had she experienced? Why were those pieces of information erased?

Who erased them? In fact, she must be even more extraordinary than what’s in the resume.

Because she can play piano, is a hacker, and even a nine-ball queen... she always shines!

Aiden Fordham’s heart felt like it was being suspended by something, unbearably tense!

He picked up his phone, tried adding that God N’s WeChat twice again, still no response.

Like a stone sinking into the sea!

Suddenly, as if recalling something, he said to Andy Lockwood, "What’s her relationship with Andy Lockwood? Why isn’t it mentioned?"

Andy Lockwood froze for a moment, put down his coffee, "So, you want to catch an affair!"

Aiden Fordham’s face blackened instantly, yelling, "I think this Andy Lockwood is not that simple!"

He felt like a beast lying in wait, watching everyone from the darkness.

Andy Lockwood looked resigned, "Fine, then I’ll have to charge more this time! I just don’t get it, how can a filmmaker compare to a prodigy?"

Glancing meaningfully at his eyes, "You’re not blind, are you!"

Keegan Lindsey: He was blind!

"Get lost!" Aiden Fordham kicked directly toward him, luckily he dodged quickly.

"Remember to pay!" Andy Lockwood sensibly turned to leave immediately, his steps fast, carrying a suppressed wind.

The office door was pulled open by him and slammed shut firmly.

...

Meanwhile, Andy Lockwood was hiding in a dark room, head splitting in pain, eyes bloodshot.

Cindy Chandler carefully walked in, holding a bowl in her hand, inside a blue potion.

"Senior, are you okay? I brought you medicine." She cautiously walked into the room, with almost no light, groping her way forward.

Suddenly, there was a bang, the bowl of medicine was shattered. Immediately, a large hand seized her neck.

He raged, "How many times have I told you, don’t come into my room, you fool."

"Ah! I..." Cindy Chandler struggled desperately; she felt the air getting thinner.

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