NovelUSAChapter 479 Citrine had long since lost track of how many times she'd heard this conversation.
She was about to refuse again when Professor Smith cut in, "Citrine, just go, won't you? That group of kids from my department won't stop pesteringto have you csupervise their project." With no other choice, Citrine finally nodded.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt that moment, two voices laced with mockery sounded from behind her.
"Oh, Kelvin, have you run out of talent in the Chemistry Department? Is that why you keep poaching from our Medical School?" "Citrine is one of our own, you know. If she's going to supervise anyone, it should be the med students first. I say, Citrine, you should csit in on our traditional medicine seminar this afternoon-give our students spointers while you're at it." The first speaker, with his kind, grandfatherly face, was Dean Zachariah of the Medical School. The other, a bit more severe, was Professor Henry, who headed Traditional Medicine.
Kelvin Smith gave them a sharp, humorless laugh. "You two just can't help meddling, can you?" Dean Zachariah replied with a thin, insincere smile, "Well, at least I don't have arms as long as yours, Kelvin. Reaching all the way from Chemistry into our Medical School-that's impressive." He let out a derisive snort. "What's next? You planning to lure away our star students and make them join Chemistry full-time?" Kelvin just shrugged, unfazed. "And what if I am? Frankly, with Citrine's talent, she should have joined Chemistry in the first place." He'd been eyeing this gifted student for ages, hoping to bring her over to his department. Shameless, really. "Don't even think about it," Zachariah shot back, his expression darkening. Kelvin's shamelessness was clearly testing his patience. "If you try to poach Citrine again, don't blme if I get unfriendly." Citrine wasn't just brilliant-she was a prodigy. Not only did she have unmatched technical skills, but she was the darling of the entire Medical School. Everyone, from the dean down to the teaching assistants, adored her.
Trying to steal such a prized student from under their noses? That was like cutting out their own heart. And who would let someone do that? Professor Henry let out a disdainful huff, eyeing Kelvin. "From what I've heard, this isn't the first tyou've exploited Citrine's generosity to help your students. Tell me-out of all those award-winning patent your students snagged this year, how many had Citrine's fingerprints all over them?" He continued voice biting, "If you can't even teach your own students well enough to win on their own, and have to rely on help from our Medical School, you really have no business trying to steal our best and brightest." "You-!" It was Kelvin's turn to bristle, the truth stinging more than he cared to admit. He cursed Henry under his breath.
Watching the three professors squabble on her behalf, Citrine felt a wave of embarrassment.
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She gave the Chemistry Dean a polite smile, then spoke up, making hem stance clear. "Professor Smith, thank you, but I'm really not interested in joining the Chemistry Department.
Kelvin's expression softened slightly when she addressed him. He smiled, gned. "No worries, respect your decision. If you ever change your mind, the Chemistry Department will always welcyou." With a final frosty glare at Zachariah and Henry, Kelvin stalked off, clearly annoyed.
Once he was gone, Zachariah turned to Citrine with a warm smile. "Citrine, if that old fox ever tries harassing you again, just cto me. I'll set him straight." Professor Henry chimed in, "Or cto me, I'd be happy to help." Citrine nodded at both of them, grateful.
It was then that Zachariah and Henry finally noticed Hilda and Wade, who had been sitting quietlyẹárby, ve Zachariah glanced at the two unfamiliar faces, then turned to m Citrine, curiosity in his voice. And who might these two be?"
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