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.

dean’s entrance shattered the tension, his stern expression betraying his ire. He had labored to ensure the test’s impartiality.

visage mirroring the gravity of the

did you all hear that? The vice dean himself authored the test. Millie’s

dean fixed an intense gaze upon the student,

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 and faltering in class.”

he had now relinquished restraint; his finger pointed

a mixture of anger and disappointment. They lowered

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

her capabilities-especially as the vice dean himself had penned

away, the vice dean concealed his disappointment, his gaze shifting

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