Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 155 Meeting Professor Lockwood

"What's going on?" Emmett naturally knew who Quincy was, given that he was quite intrigued by her research. He believed this young lady had a knack for medical research and with the right guidance, she could even become a renowned pharmacist. After catching her breath, Quincy smiled and replied, "When I heard you were looking for me, of course I had to hurry over!"

As she spoke, she playfully batted her lashes. It was apparent to everyone else that Quincy had always been a lively and sensible girl. Emmett chortled heartily. "There's no need to rush! Come here, girl. I called you over because I have a few questions to ask you."

As he spoke, he glanced at Calista, a hint of embarrassment in his eyes. Though he wanted to chat with Calista, Quincy was of greater importance at the moment. He wanted to be Quincy's mentor, so naturally, he needed to know her thoughts on the matter. Upon seeing the dismissive look in Emmett's eyes, Calista suddenly laughed. "It's all right, I'm Quincy's sister. Feel free to speak your mind, Professor Lockwood. I'm curious to see how much my little sister has grown to have impressed you."

"Quincy is your sister?" Professor Lockwood only then realized that they both shared a surname. That explains it. It is a rather uncommon last name.

Emmett glanced at them with a hint of envy. The Staffords had made their fortune through pharmaceuticals, a fact well-known in their industry. Though they had no sons, they had successfully raised two incredibly talented daughters. The elder daughter was universally admired for her genius, and the younger one was just as gifted. Their good fortune was truly unparalleled.

Emmett smiled and cordially replied, "All right, Calista. Feel free to stay and listen-"

Before he could even finish, Quincy interjected sharply. "No way!"

She anxiously looked at Emmett, her eyes darting over quickly as she hurriedly said, "Professor, although my sister and I are from the same family, our household has a tradition of healthy competition. I don't want my sister to see my research results, lest she becomes jealous!"

Quincy spoke, her lips puckering in a pout, as though she was playfully petulant and willful. She appeared to be afraid that others might steal her technique.

It's perfectly normal for her to feel this way.

Emmett fell silent, considering that Calista was indeed a renowned genius. If there was discord between the sisters, he really couldn't unjustifiably reveal his future apprentice's research secrets.

at Calista, his intention to dismiss her

thick-skinned Quincy was. Competition within the family?

never stolen anyone else's work. After all, I'm not so shameless. As the saying goes, 'an older sister is like a mother.' I'm merely here in our father's place to observe. I'm well aware

a woman's voice unexpectedly cut in. She was laughing, but

Callie, Quincy's parents are still alive and kicking, so there's no need for you to intervene for

none other than Yelena, dragging Benedict along with her. Benedict's expression was extremely unpleasant, but for some unknown reason, he still accompanied Yelena

a flash of icy anger passed through them. However, the smile at the corner of her mouth became

you

sigh of relief. She ran over, took Yelena's hand, and called out,

Quincy let out a somewhat frightened

a dismissive grunt, Benedict ignored her. He turned toward Calista, giving her a nod. After

Calista's smile momentarily froze,

my break," she explained. "I

review Quincy's assignment donet

have always been subpar. If I spot any issues early on, I

grimmer as he understood what Callie meant. She was

between two sides

once. If she was humiliated again, how would

able to marry in the

hold the