Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

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?”

a moment of confusion

submit it to a prestigious math journal. Do you know how to write a scholarly

the simple

couldn’t help but laugh, 1 can help you with that. I suggest you submit to Inventiones Mathematicae.

was still nonchalant, “Okay.“.

would’ve been up all night organizing the paper. Yet,

“Are you

“No.”

“Busy studying?”

I’m prepping for the National Math League.” Cordelia hadn’t done any serious problem–solving

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

three days

and felt as if he’d entered a realm of fantasy

there any need for Cordelia, who just proved Ratra’s Conjecture, to compete with high school

at the thought that she was still in

“Yeah.

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

you, that would be great

then did Frankie finally relax. At the last moment, he asked, “We’ve only chatted a couple of times

a man of integrity, even he couldn’t quarantee his heart wouldn’t stir

a

question, answered slowly, “Didn’t you ask me to help you with this problem?”

Frankie was baffled.

Cordelia, who was roused from her sleep, didn’t give the conversation another thought and

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

but was shut down by Sanderson. Meanwhile, Rachel and Juliana seemed too deflated by the piano incident

those three days, Cordelia packed her bags to travel to

Whiz Competition, Greenmeadow International

Latham decided she would have

the back row, wearing a baseball cap, and pursed his lips. He sighed, thinking he’d offer her some comfort once

arrived at

over her ID, prompting the front desk clerk to smile,

rest were stunned.

presidential suite was on the 28th floor and off–limits to regular guests not