Chapter 97 The Question That Changed the Room

Reba’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.

Reba beamed with pride and spoke even more smoothly, bolstered by the praise.

Calvin’s face radiated satisfaction.

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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 disyed her data on the main screen.

Every number was the result of repeated testing.

Many experts nodded in agreement with what they saw.

Reba’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.

Apuse erupted from the audience.

Several people had already begun congratting the Joyner family in advance.

Their faces beamed with pride. Today’s top prize surely belonged to Reba.

Meanwhile, Connor–now finished escorting the Lane family delegate and free to wander–happened to catch Reba’s presentation.

He eagerly stepped up to introduce her.

“This is my friend’s little sister–kind–hearted, diligent, brilliant. Thatst 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 Reba

They passed over her–andnded 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 pce.

He almost moved toward her instinctively.

But Connor pulled him back.

“Now’s not the time. Once the presentations are done, I’ll have Reba 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 neverined. 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?”

But Taylor had already clenched his fists and stepped into the seating area, finding an open chair and sitting down.

“I’d love to see what this Reba 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.

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Connor’s respect only grew,

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He straightened up and turned his attention back to the stage.

Finished

Reba 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 apuse.

Connor pped along, proud and smug.

Then–Scarlett slowly stood up.

“In that case, do you have any data for simted 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 simtion was expected.

But Reba hadn’t mentioned any such data.

Calvin sneered.

“Picking faults for the sake of it, huh? Don’t you know how limitedb budgets are? Given what she’s managed already, Reba’s done exceptionally well.”

Many nodded in agreement.

Most student researchers could barely secure basicb ess–asking for advanced simtion or primate data was asking too much.

But Scarlett wasn’t swayed by moral guilt–tripping.

“If I remember correctly, Reba’sb is equipped with a primate simtion system.”

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