Chapter 1283

Alright, let's just roll with it.

The second evaluator didn't quite measure up to the first-pretty average all around and Corbyn wasn't thrilled. The higher-ups seemed to think the same.

They had tried a few more candidates, but nothing clicked, and Corbyn was getting a bit edgy.

"Next up, Sydney."

The name "Sydney" got Flora's attention. She lifted her eyelids slightly and watched the door, a playful smile dancing on her lips.

Corbyn frowned at the mention of Sydney. Her personality left much to be desired, but you couldn't deny her talent.

Let's see what her recipe brings to the table. If it's impressive, he wouldn't let personal feelings sway him.

The senior folks were visibly eager, and even Scott perked up, looking a bit excited. Sydney was a close second to Tara among the younger crowd, and they all had high hopes she'd surprise them.

...

Just outside the door, Sydney gripped her recipe tightly, trying to steady her nerves.

out of this rut, a chance to become Corbyn's

a hopeful smile, she pushed open the door, her lips curving like she

and bowed. "Hello, Corbyn. Hello, esteemed elders. I'm candidate number 17, Sydney." "Hand over the recipe," Corbyn's

"Sure thing."

stood up, her face a picture of confidence and poise. But then, she locked

icy. She instinctively tightened her grip on

to Corbyn, no less, in the chief

asked,

here?" Sydney pointed at Flora, disbelief etched on her face. "And why is she sitting beside

her the right to sit

had slogged

Medical Hall,

Flora had somehow leapfrogged to chief examiner Could

yelled, frustration boiling over. "Flora doesn't have the age or experience for that seat. Making her chief

shot Corbyn an

knew this

to voice their thoughts like Sydney, but they

let's focus on

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