Some scholars were once extremely bored, so they divided humans into three categories, which were men, women, and female PhDs. They did this as a joke, referring to accomplished females who were more outstanding than males, and carried themselves more like leaders.

Although it was just a joke, I managed to have a deeper understanding of the so-called scholars after having spent a week with my new assistant, Mullen. There was nothing a woman with a doctorate was not good at. Even Fabian had a lot to praise her about, which saved me a lot of trouble.

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Then came the next week.

Coming out of the bathroom late at night, I plopped on the single sofa at the balcony to browse Twitter habitually. As soon as I sat down and picked up my smartphone, I spotted a silhouette approaching behind

me.

I raised my guard instantly and prepared myself for any incoming danger.

a figure burst through the window from the balcony. When I turned around, I saw Mullen dressed in camouflage,

combat skills in the past, and he possessed the natural strength and towering height of men. He should have been able to deal with Mullen with ease, but Mullen's moves were swift and merciless. After exchanging a few blows, it turned out that Hendrix was not gaining the upper hand in their combat. Instead, an obvious shoe print was marked onto his custom-made suit. Acknowledging that Hendrix was tough to handle, Mullen lowered her body all of a sudden. She whipped out the dagger tied to her feet, rolled over the ground, and attempted to

but Miller advanced and pushed herself off the ground as a boost. The edge of her blade was aimed at his taut

stop!" I called out

and grabbed her arm, snatched

still again, with the knife pointed at Mullen's neck this

worried that Hendrix might

I explained hastily, "She

threat, "Remember, next time, if you use one move to subdue your enemy, you'll need to be sure if you want to allow your target to slip away. If Arianna hadn't spoken in time,

of us. If it weren't for my boss, you

focusing on what needed to be done. She did not talk much, but when she did, it

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