When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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“Just adjust the data to make it consistent. There’s no need to waste time on verification,” Sophie said casually.

Although Joli had anticipated something like this, hearing it out loud still gave him a shock. “That’s called academic fraud,” he said, emphasizing each word.

Sophie’s face darkened. “Joli, you’re a smart young man. I trust you know which things should and shouldn’t be said.

“As your mentor, I’m just offering a suggestion for solving the problem. What you choose to do is entirely up to you.”

Joli looked up. For the first time, his gaze was sharp and direct as he stared at Sophie. “Dr. Xander, this isn’t right.”

It just wasn’t right….

After Joli left, Sophie watched his retreating figure and sneered. It was fine if he didn’t understand it People, after all, grew up eventually.

1. DW.

He would come to realize one day that truth or falsehood didn’t matter. What mattered was how many SCI papers one published and how many academic achievements one produced.

Everyone talked about the purity of research, but Sophie found that laughable. Wherever there were people, there was competition–for resources, funding, status, titles. Which of these wasn’t tied to academic output?

summit had the luxury to talk about “purity“, But to do that, one first

then pulled out her phone. “Tell Tina to

for her to

Tina? Are your seniors treating you well? No–one’s giving you a hard

lab.” Tina’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Does this mean I’ll finally get to work on some real experiments?” “Of course. You’re one of

it is, just let me know! I’ll do my best!” Tina exclaimed, her excitement

probably heard that Christine’s group purchased a new, top–of–the–line CPRT machine, right? Unfortunately, our lab doesn’t have that kind of

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could… help out?

prestigious projects come along, or if there’s a chance

track, as long as your grades hold up,

whether those promises

and aware of her mother’s high expectations, Tina immediately agreed. After all, one million didn’t seem too steep, and she could easily charm her

days, Sophie’s lab also had a brand–new CPRT machine. But

in tears. They had promised the machine would cost a little over a

dozen of her prized handbags to cover the remaining one million.

was practically beaming as she Imagined flaunting the new machine in front of Christine. She wanted to