Sylvie was surprised, though she hid it well.

After all, Dr. Charlie had met the country's brightest minds. It was only natural that his standards were sky-high.

But who exactly was he referring to?

Alexander almost couldn't keep his laughter in. Not just "not young"—that was an understatement.

Sylvie's product was, at best, a high-end toy for drone enthusiasts. It was nowhere near Elodie's all-in-one combat drone; they weren't even in the same league.

Still, among the average prodigies, Sylvie was leagues ahead.

Noticing his son's teasing, Charlie shot him a cold glare.

Alexander shrugged, as if to say, Why's the old man mad at me? It's not like I'm the one who lured Elodie away to get married.

"I understand. I definitely still have a lot to learn," Sylvie replied quickly, her tone humble.

She picked up on the subtext in Dr. Charlie's words. Her current achievements hadn't impressed him, so it wasn't the right time to ask if he'd review her academic paper. She would have to wait and plan for another opportunity.

Jarrod had caught most of the conversation. Unfazed, he spoke with his usual calm composure, "Take your time. There will be plenty of chances."

Sylvie steadied herself, determined. She knew she'd have more opportunities to prove her worth.

approached to toast Jarrod, and he continued to mingle with practiced

messages until she'd just finished a busy stretch. Alexander, in full gossip

at any company. The problem is, she's too ambitious-trying to

totally unfazed. He didn't intervene at all. Not sure if that's because he trusts Sylvie

still spent twenty million to get him involved for Sylvie's sake-he must be head

nothing in particular reading

the person he cared about, there

herself, she had given everything—and it

in what happened

from her seat, she went

nearly ten; the reception was probably over by

just changed into her pajamas when

Elodie went to answer

Without looking at

doing here?"

massaged his temples, his voice a little

Realization dawned on Elodie.

grandmother was checking up on him, and that's

on the sofa, head

lips together. "Shouldn't you

his eyes. His Adam's apple

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