Chapter 328


    Chapter 328


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    The graphene project had always been the focus ofpetition among majorpanies in the


    Professor Corey, who was in charge of this project, was getting very annoyed.


    country.


    People would try to contact him in various ways every day. Even the vice dean, Jeremy Watson, would


    inquire about his intentions, whether openly or covertly.


    Professor Corey was worried sick. He kept pestering Reba every day, wanting to contact the dean


    and ask her what she thought. He wanted to know who the dean was going to assign the project to,


    Reba was a professional. Since Professor Corey hade to ask her, she gave Olivia a call.


    Olivia was performing acupuncture on Bettany Fulham. Bettany’s hand had already recovered a lot,


    and she would fully recover after one or two more acupuncture sessions.


    Olivia had just put away the silver needles when she received a call from Reba.


    “What’s wrong?” she whispered.


    Reba told her about Professor Corey’s worries. Olivia’s frown became deeper the more she listened


    to Reba. By the end, her brows were almost furrowed into a knot.


    Reba could feel Olivia’s intense aura even through the phone line.


    Professor Corey did not even dare to breathe loudly. He secretly hated himself for being so stupid. He


    thought. “Why didn’t I call the dean earlier? Why did I take the liberty to do something like this?” He


    put


    his ear toward the phone, trying to hear the conversation better.


    Reba nced at him and wanted to exin the situation to Professor Corey.


    However, before she could say anything, Olivia’s cold voice rang out from the other end of the line.


    “Isn’t there someone in charge of the industrialization of the project? Don’t bother me with such things


    in the future. You can decide for yourselves.


    “Bother her?” Professor Corey thought.


    He suspected that he had heard wrongly. The graphene project was a popr product that several


    large enterprises in the country and several aristocratic families were fighting over. Even the Grant


    family wanted to get involved, yet the dean did not care about the project at all.


    After a moment of shock, Professor Corey figured it out.


    He thought, “That’s expected. The graphene project might seem like a big project to the outside world,


    but there are several such projects in the research institute.


    “The dean can’t possibly interfere with every single one of them, right?”


    With this thought in mind, Professor Corey became more indifferent toward the project. He felt that


    there was no need to let his worry restrain him. He would just do things in a business–like manner and.


    follow the process.


    However, there was something he had to report to the dean.


    Professor Corey grabbed the phone. “Dean, the few bigpanies that have the ability to take over


    the graphene project are all in Evervale. I want to make a trip to Evervale


    “Decide for yourself,” Olvia said. She then hung up.


    At the Smith family vi, Bettany was rxing her wrist happily. “Elena, my hands feel so flexible.” As


    she spoke, she took out a pen and casually drew two lines. Her hand did not tremble at all, and the


    lines were smooth.


    Bettany was so surprised that she almost jumped up. “This is great, this is great. My hand is healed.”


    Elena was also happy for her. The two girls, who were of simr ages, hugged each other as they cried


    happy tears.


    After they stabilized their emotions, Elena took a tissue and wiped Bettany’s tears as she asked,


    “Bettany,


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    are you going to acknowledge Mrs. Liebsig as your master?”


    At the mention of Mrs. Liebsig, Bettany’s expression became excited and her heart thumped wildly.


    “Actually, Elena held her chin and suggested sincerely, “Actually, I think it’s better for you to


    acknowledge Miss Taylor as your master.”


    “Olivia?” Bettany frowned, not understanding Elena. “Why do you say that? Shouldn’t the teacher be


    better than the disciple? Mrs. Liebsig is a famous artist in the country. I might be like Olivia if I


    be her disciple.”


    Bettany admired Olivia. She was smart, beautiful, and good at drawing.


    There was a drawing done by Olivia in front of her that Bettany had been tracing for a few days.


    Although her wrist was injured and she could not hold a pen, she had been drawing it in her heart. She


    would often ask Olivia for guidance on techniques.


    She could draw now. Even if she couldn’tpare to Olivia, she would still be better than Winona.


    Looking at the outstanding drawing in front of her, Bettany turned around and asked Elena, “Elena, do


    you think I can draw better than Olivia?”


    Elena spread her hands. I don’t know.”


    “You wouldn’t know, of course.” Bettany nodded and picked up her pen to start drawing. “Olivia said


    that I can draw now.”


    Bettany loved drawing from the bottom of her heart. Once she was immersed in it, she would forget


    everything around her.


    She drew one drawing after another, and she would ask Olivia for guidance when she had nothing to


    do. She had already drawn a room full of drawings by the time her wrist waspletely fine.


    One of the drawings was an imitation of Olivia’s drawing. Bettany examined it closely and felt that it


    was simr to the original drawing.


    She took the drawing and ran to look for Olivia.


    Olivia was browsing Twitter on the sofa. She looked up slightly when she saw Bettanying over, her


    expression unchanged.


    Bettany handed the drawing to Olivia and looked at her nervously and expectantly,


    Olivia stopped moving her hand, which was holding the tabletputer, for a while and looked at


    Bettany inquiringly. Her gaze was deep and boundless. Her eyes were as deep and vast as the sea


    even though she was a little confused now.


    Bettany pinched her fingers. While her eyes were filled with confidence, she could not help but feel


    nervous. “Olivia, what do you think of my drawing?”


    “An evaluation?” Olivia thought.


    Olivia lowered her gaze and looked at the drawing with a focused and serious expression.


    After a while, she nodded and praised, “Very good.”


    “Very good! Very good! Olivia said that my drawing is very good!” Bettany could not help but cheer in


    her


    heart.


    “W–what aboutpared to your original drawing?” she asked.


    “It’s about 30% there,” Olivia answered.


    “30%. Bettany thought.


    The joy and smugness on Bettany’s face froze. After a long time, she awkwardly took her drawing


    back. She dejectedly carried the drawing back to her room. Only then did the coldness around her body


    dissipate.


    Elena leaned against the door with a smile on her face. “Congrattions, Bettany. You already have


    30% of Miss Taylor’s skills. You’ll definitely catch up to her in time.”


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    Bettany forced a smile and did not speak. She kept rubbing the drawing board with her fingertips.


    Sunlight shone through the window and onto her face, reflecting the determination on her originally


    gentle face.


    Elena couldn’t tell what Bettany was feeling. She was overjoyed for Bettany. She really felt that Bettany


    was very impressive..


    Winona had been drawing since elementary school and had been taught by a great teacher. She had


    also studied Olivia’s drawings for many years, yet she only reached 60% of Olivia’s standard. On the


    other hand, Bettany had purely been self–studying and relyingpletely on her talent. She had only


    been drawing for a few days, but she had already reached 30% of Olivia’s standard.


    In time, she would definitely be an impressive artist.


    Bettany’s expression improved a lot after she heard what Elena said. Then, she looked down and


    reflected on herself. She had been too anxious.


    She had not even gotten her fundamentals down yet. Olivia was the well–known artist, “Sketcher, and


    anyone else would already be happy to have 30% of her standard. Yet, she was unhappy.


    She should not feel that way,


    Bettany wasn’t like this in the past. She simply liked to draw and do what she liked to do. However,


    after experiencing so much, she could no longer return to her original state of mind. She truly realized


    that the weak did not have rights in this world.


    The Dillon family had imprisoned her because she had no power or influence and could not escape.


    However, Olivia could barge in and take her away, ignoring even the Dillon family and the Fulham


    family.


    She was more powerful than the Dillon family since she was the head of the Smith family as well as the


    fiancée of the richest man in the country. She did not have to care about Marcus’s threats.


    Bettany also wanted to be such a person. She could only control her fate if she had power. She wanted


    to be as cool and suave as Olivia and do whatever she wanted.