"Turns out, the folks visiting the hospital looking for the professor were Harrison's crew?"

"I smell a juicy story brewing. Spill the beans, upstairs."

"Yeah, about three days ago, this group of guys in black suits, straight out of some mob movie, came looking for Professor Trent. I was chatting in his office and saw them coming, so I stepped out." "Right before the door closed, I heard them asking the professor for help. Couldn't catch anything else."

"Come on, you gotta work on your fiction, buddy. If Harrison really had beef, why stage a whole spectacle at the hospital? He'd just snatch the professor in the shadows, no fuss." "The comments here are savage."

The online forum dubbed someone defending Harrison as "the lawless advocate," jesting at their expense.

In court, before anyone could properly get a word in, Sophie, eager to not be overshadowed, blurted out the same accusation.

Her shrill voice cut through the silence, rendering the courtroom speechless.

Vivienne massaged her temples, speechless, "Your Honor, this individual is disrupting the order of the court. Perhaps it's best if she's removed."

The judge nodded in agreement.

With a slight cough, he gestured towards Sophie, "Remove her. This is no place for those ignorant of the law."

Kidnapping? Really?

As if anyone could easily snatch Professor Trent!

Publicly, he's a respected figure at Elite University, but secretly, he's involved in national science projects and always guarded.

Harrison attempting a kidnapping? That's practically asking for a swift arrest!

you ejecting

bumping into Ramona, who, dressed unassumingly, grimaced and sidestepped as if to avoid

Sophie to hear the insult clearly, her face turning red with rage: "Who are you calling an

a mask indoors,

Ramona, raised by the Grimshaw family, wouldn't

smoothly dodged behind her seat, her eyes cold as she stared at

gaze full of anger turned to the hesitant

chaos that

to the

chill brought Sophie back to her senses, but she didn't immediately call for Gavin's help. Instead,

to Vivienne, his usually indifferent eyes sparkled slightly, a contrast to the cold demeanor he held

twitched

she wouldn't be in this embarrassing

"Say

her cries fell on

Madeline, as if deaf, wished they could disappear into thin air, their faces a mixture

their faces tightening under the scrutinizing gaze of

the

mix of

sorrow. Despite Gavin and

interests and reputations came first, easily discarding their own

had been used as a

Harrison, shaking her head slightly, her movements freezing when

dark eyes

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