Chapter 287

"Give it back!" Freya instinctively stood up, aiming to snatch the essay from Preston's grasp, but he had swiveled around, wine glass in hand, sinking into the couch to peruse her work. With her leg making it challenging to move swiftly, Freya had to approach Preston to retrieve her paper.

Eventually, Freya plopped down on the sofa, disregarding Preston's actions. But Preston seemed genuinely engrossed in Freya's essay, his face occasionally breaking into a smile. Seeing Preston's amusement, Freya couldn't shake off the feeling that he was mocking her limited understanding.

"I just threw it together. No need to make a big deal out of it," Freya remarked.

"Who taught you this? Your professor?" Preston looked at Freya with evident curiosity.

"No, it's all my ramblings, just scribbles!" Freya responded, feeling a tad embarrassed under Preston's gaze. She couldn't sit still anymore. She rose to stand before him, determined to take back the paper from his hands.

Preston allowed Freya to take the essay, commenting, "It's quite good. If you submit this for your final project, I bet you'll graduate with flying colors."

"Oh? You've studied at Summit University?"

"Nope."

do you know

it into her pocket, saying, "Summit University is all the offspring of tycoons, moguls, and politicians. Their insights are leagues beyond mine. My humble contributions are hardly worth

you think," Preston

I? I'm only

wanted to tell

idea how brilliant she was. But seeing Freya's lack of confidence, Preston smiled. "After reading your essay, which is

you have a solid grasp of

presents a fresh academic

I think

well as your thesis."

Freya looked at Preston skeptically. "You're trying to flatter me, aren't you? After all, you've never even been to college." She immediately regretted her words. People of influence typically didn't appreciate reminders

those who did are now working

a college

but

are part of

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