NovelEnglishChapter 994
She shot a quick text to Crimson: "Hey Miss Crimson, can you dig up sinfo on Cecelia for me?" Crimson
replied almost instantly: "On it."
Just as Flora was about to stash her phone, another message buzzed in. It was from Jules.
Jules: "Hey hey, Flora, my darling!"
Flora: ".."
Jules: "So, um- [smirk] [sly grin] [blush]"
Flora: ".."
**[Flora, the mega-tycoon, just wired you ten billion and blocked youJ**
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Jules was comfortably handling his business, grinning as he saw the ten billion land
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Over at the University of Maple Grove, Blake kept glancing at her phone, looking increasingly tense. She'd
already leaked the scoop to the press, so why wasn't there any buzz yet? By now, the scandal involving Flora
and the university should've gone viral. Unable to sit still, she fired off another message. The response she got
advised patience, saying these things needed tto simmer before they blew up, assuring her it would
definitely hit the news today.
"Professor Linden, what's on your mind?" asked a student across the table, curiosity written all over his face.
He'd just cwith a question, and this was the third tBlake had drifted off.
"Oh, nothing," Blake replied, shaking her head slightly. After finishing her explanation, she casually threw in,
"Have you caught wind of Flora becoming an honorary professor here?" The student's eyes lit up: "Of course |
have!"
Blake observed him: "And how do you feel about it?"
"I'm absolutely thrilled!" the student exclaimed, practically buzzing with excitement Professor Linden, you have
no idea how incredible Flora is. We've all been dying for her to teach us a class. The whole med school is buzzing
with the news about Flora being an honorary professor. We can't contain our excitement!"
Blake's expression froze, caught off guard: "..."
"Flora's a world champ, you know. Normally, only the senior med students get the chance to learn from her. Now
we do too! | was so pumped when | found out last night, | couldn't sleep!"
The student was a chatterbox, and
once he got going, there was no stopping him. Blake's face darkened as she tried to keep her cool, asking, "But
Flora's just a freshman, your age. Doesn't it bug you to have her as a professor?"
The student looked puzzled: "Why would it? It just proves how phenomenal Flora is! She's a shining star for our
generation!"
Blake's patience was wearing thin, her irritation boiling beneath the surface, but she kept it in check, saying,
"Alright, alright, class is about to start, you better get moving."
"Wait, Professor Linden, are you
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upset? Is it because of Flora?" The
student finally picked up on her mood, and remembering her constant mentions of Flora, he quickly put two and
two together. He tried to comfort her, "Professor Linden, | get it, Flora's a hard act to follow. She's younger and
already an honorary professor, while you're still an associate. It's got to sting a bit, but you'll adjust!"
"Look at me; I've gotten so used to being in Flora's shadow-oops, Professor Flora's shadow-that it's just part of
life now."
That was the last straw for Blake, her anger boiling over. She decided then and there, if he didn't nail at least a
ninety on the finals, he was toast!
She just couldn't wrap her head around why everyone was so gaga over Flora.
Just then, her phone buzzed with a new message.
Blake quickly snatched it up.
The message read: **[OK, it's out there.]**
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