All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 635 The Machine

Branden escorted Catherine to the laboratory door. On their way, Marshall messaged Catherine. He was relieved when he was sure Catherine had set off and was almost at the lab.

As the car eased in, Catherine caught sight of Marshall standing by the stairs and smiled. “Professor Hartley’s got an interesting character.”

Branden was always attentive to Catherine. He glanced out the window after hearing her words.

“Some people are just born for research!” Branden said.

Only ones like Marshall, who could endure, weren’t bothered by fame, and devoted themselves entirely to their experiments, could scale the heights of science.

Catherine raised an eyebrow in agreement. “That’s right.”

Branden gently ruffled her hair, and his voice softened as he replied, “My girl is too.”

Catherine’s dedicated nature and genius mind destined her for an extraordinary life.

As the car halted, Catherine lightly pushed away Branden’s hand and was ready to exit. She knew if she dawdled any longer, Marshall might rush up to tug the car door open himself.

Once Catherine got out, Branden gently grasped her arm and reminded her. ” Let me know when you’re done.”

“Alright.”

After receiving Catherine’s response, Branden reluctantly let go and watched her depart with Marshall.

Marshall hurried Catherine toward the lab without pause. The moment they stepped inside, without a nod to Patrick, Marshall guided her to the front of the lab bench.

Patrick, who had raised his hand in greeting, let it drop with a resigned smile.

Thankfully, he knew Marshall’s temperament. Otherwise, he might have thought Marshall had an issue with him.

the situation. Marshall handed his calculations over to Catherine and asked her to

data,

outcome

machine. Let’s redo this, “Catherine

her command, Marshall immediately activated the machine and

Catherine spoke up.

the machine.

she concluded. “The

“The machine’s malfunctioning?”

and Patrick almost simultaneously exclaimed, and their

found it hard to

could that be? Catherine, are you sure?” Marshall asked

confidently. “It’s a fault with the

called the technical room after exchanging a

the call, and the technician

confirmed that the machine had an issue. There was a module malfunctioned, and it required a

news, instead of his usual concern for the machine, Marshall hurried to Catherine’s side and looked at her

did you figure out the machine

and Patrick looked at

they’d calculated in front of them. “Your calculations were correct, and so was the approach. The only possible reason for the incorrect results is external interference. Based on the deviation in the results, it had to be the machine. Professor Hartley, when I asked you to restart the machine earlier, it was to confirm if the

by Catherine’s explanation, but it

with the machine. Your calculations were right, and you

agreement and looking

was exceedingly capable. It was that these two professors were incredibly meticulous

researchers, they were always thorough. When they found discrepancies, they’d repeatedly recalibrate, reevaluate, and search for errors

initial direction was wrong, it naturally led

held the report and marveled

hadn’t expected, after researching for so long, to miss an

cause

root cause. That meant the issue would be resolved eventually