Chapter 58

“What’s the right call?”

That graduate student was puzzled, stepping forward to take a closer look, and gasped in shock, “Is this…?”

It finally dawned on Frankie that his student was peering at the sensitive documents scattered on his desk. Frankie hastily stood up, tidied the papers, and breathed a sigh of relief as that student tactfully averted his

Daze

Still stunned, that student murmured, “Is that right?”

Frankie nodded.

Suddenly, an idea struck him and he grabbed his smartphone to make a WhatsApp call to Cordelia.

It was well past midnight, and Cordelia seemed to be asleep. The phone rang several times before she answered with a groggy “Hello”

Her voice was husky and indifferent, laced with the haze of sleep

Frankie spoke urgently. “Did you send these conjecture results to anyone else?”

There was a pause on the other end before replying, “No.”

He exhaled in relief, then said solemnly. “Before you publish this, don’t show it to anyone else. There are many in the academic world who would hijack others‘ hard work.”

“Okay, got it,” she replied, her tone still remarkably calm.

He cleared his throat and asked, “Did you prove this conjecture all by yourself?”

There was a pause before she answered seriously, “Not really, my granddad proved two–thirds of it. You can tell from the draft I sent you.”

Frankie had seen it, but many had tried and failed to prove this conjecture using that method, usually getting stuck at the final step and unable to progress.

So the first two–thirds wasn’t the breakthrough. It was the final third that was truly remarkable!

If Cordelia claimed she had proved the conjecture on her own, there would be no issue.

Frankie felt further trust in her character and a growing fondness as if she were his kin. He chuckled, “Which journal are you thinking of publishing in?”

was a moment of confusion before she replied, “What?”

this into a paper and submit it to a prestigious math journal. Do you know how to write a

came the simple

help you with that. I suggest you submit to Inventiones Mathematicae. Your conjecture will

was still nonchalant, “Okay.“.

he would’ve been up all night organizing the paper. Yet, her attitude was

“Are you free these

“No.”

“Busy studying?”

League.” Cordelia hadn’t done any serious

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To show respect for the upcoming competition, she decided to knuckle down and practice for the

three days

if he’d entered a

who just proved Ratra’s Conjecture, to compete with high school kids?

that she was still in high school, Frankie

“Yeah.

you don’t mind, I’ll get someone reliable to write the paper for you”

would be

he asked, “We’ve only chatted a couple of times in the group. Why did you trust me enough

integrity, even he couldn’t quarantee his heart wouldn’t stir at the prospect of

was a history–making

confused by the question, answered slowly, “Didn’t you ask me to

Frankie was baffled.

from her sleep, didn’t give the conversation another thought and

days, she focused intently on practice problems, pouring all her energy into her

taunt her several times but was shut down by Sanderson. Meanwhile, Rachel and Juliana seemed too deflated by the piano

Cordelia packed her bags to travel to the National League.

the same as those in the previous Galaxy Math Whiz Competition, Greenmeadow International School still

Cordelia, Latham decided she would

lips. He sighed, thinking he’d offer her some comfort once they’d settled in at the hotel, away from the bus‘ chatter,

arrived at the

front desk clerk to smile, “Hello, we’re out of single rooms, so would you mind a complimentary upgrade

rest were stunned. Such

presidential suite was on the 28th floor and off–limits to regular

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