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.

ire. He had labored to ensure the

his visage mirroring the gravity

that? The vice dean himself authored

gaze upon the student, his eyes burning

persist in disbelief? To maintain 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

his gentility, he had now relinquished restraint; his finger pointed accusingly

mixture of anger and disappointment. They lowered

knew no bounds, with the realization dawning that the vice dean was

testament to her

his disappointment, his gaze shifting to Marcus with a sense of

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