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?”

was a moment of confusion before

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

the simple

laugh, 1 can help you with that. I suggest you submit to

was still

all night organizing the paper. Yet, her

again, “Are you free

“No.”

“Busy studying?”

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

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upcoming competition, she decided

three days

as if

need for Cordelia, who just proved Ratra’s Conjecture, to compete

at the thought that she was still in high school, Frankie swallowed hard, “You’re a

“Yeah.

get someone reliable to write the paper for you”

that would be

couple of times

mathematician and a man of integrity, even he couldn’t quarantee his heart wouldn’t stir at the prospect of such a

a

answered slowly, “Didn’t you ask me to help you with

Frankie was baffled.

sleep, didn’t give

intently on practice problems, pouring all her

Rachel and Juliana seemed too deflated by the piano

Cordelia packed her bags to travel to the National

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

decided she would have her

and pursed his lips. He sighed, thinking he’d offer her some comfort

hours later, they arrived

He then saw her hand over her ID, prompting the front desk clerk to smile, “Hello, we’re out of single rooms, so would you mind a complimentary

were stunned. Such

was equally baffled. The presidential suite was on the 28th floor and off–limits to regular guests not staying