Her response held the truth. Indeed, she hadn’t obtained any foreknowledge.

The test that Lay before them was not Marcus’ creation-it diverged in format and content.

“Should we accept your words? We remain unconvinced. Your perfect score stinks of deceit.”

“Yes, it’s logical. Her husband’s influence clearly benefited her.” The chorus of skepticism grew louder, directed toward Millie with a mixture of suspicion and scorn.

“Why this commotion? I, in fact, penned the test. How then could Millie be privy to its contents? You yourselves Lack diligent effort, yet dare to cast aspersions on others’ achievements. As Preagend University’s finest students, should shame not envelop you?” The vice dean’s words resounded, a scolding reproach directed at the turbulent gathering.

to ensure the test’s impartiality. Marcus’ retrieval of the test mere minutes before

visage mirroring the gravity

hear that? The vice dean himself authored the test. Millie’s husband is not connected to this matter in

the student, his eyes burning with

fairness, Mr. Thomas assigned me the test creation. Your performances disappoint. Millie, having left academia, still excelled. Examine your own shortcomings-struggling to outperform her and

he had now relinquished restraint; his finger

a mixture of anger and disappointment. They

bounds, with the realization dawning that the vice dean was the

shone, her flawless score a testament to her capabilities-especially as the vice dean

concealed his disappointment, his gaze shifting to Marcus with

for this misunderstanding. Thank you for offering us an additional opportunity to join your

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