Chapter 872
Chapter 872 The CEO Was In A Good Mood
The live stream was recorded using a high-resolution camera, so when the cameraman zoomed in,
everyone could see the questions on the paper clearly. One of the doctorate students, Conrad Cabrera,
sucked a breath of cold air when he saw the exam paper.
“What''s the matter?” his junior asked at the sight.
“Even I would have trouble answering those questions if I were doing the assessment. I''m pretty sure
the professors racked their brainsing up with those questions,” Conrad admitted, feeling somewhat
defeated.
“Really?”
The sophomores and juniors beside him were shocked to hear that. They didn''t even understand the
questions.
“Actually, they might be doing this on purpose. Maybe they didn''t want Sophie to skip a grade.”
Conrad''s conjecture was justifiable since academic eleration was rare in medical schools and was
unprecedented.
Although Sophie was incredibly talented, so it wasn''t surprising for her to skip a grade, the professors
were still out of line for purposely making things difficult for her by picking questions even doctorate
students could not answer.
“But it doesn''t mean she can''t do it,” Simon argued coldly, confident that Sophie was way better than
the doctorate student.
Conrad nodded and agreed sarcastically, “You''re right. Those questions might be too hard for me, but
not for Sophie. She''s a genius. I suppose her brain works differently from ours.”
Conrad had always had a sense of superiority because he had been the big shot at the University of
Medicine—until Sophie came and became the center of attention, leaving him out in the cold.
It seemed like everyone had forgotten that he had always been the most popr person before Sophie
came, so when he heard about the evaluation, he took time from his busy schedule to watch the live
stream.
Deep down, he knew he hade not to witness her sess but her failure, for that was the only way
he could get everyone to notice him again.
“Do you think you''re oh-so-good just because you''re a doctorate?” Simon challenged, ring at
Conrad. Sophie is the person in charge of the medical association—Barney Smith''s mentee! You don''t
know sh*t. That''s why you think you''re so great.
“Hey, Simon. What do you mean by that? I never once said I was good,” Conrad sneered before
continuing, “We''re all here today to see for ourselves what Sophie''s got, but remember: there''s always
someone better out there. There''s no end to learning, so don''t get too arrogant.”
Sandra, who had been listening to the conversation all this while, was ufortable when she heard
those words, for it was apparent that everyone present was waiting to see Sophie make a fool of
herself.
“That''s unnecessary, Conrad. Sophie just wanted to skip a grade. She''s got what it takes to do that, so
what''s wrong with it?” she finally snapped. Sandra usually kept to herself, but after bing friends
with Sophie, she learned to stand up for herself and for the people around her.
“Well, well. It seems like you guys are confident that she will pass this assessment. Let''s see what
happens then.”
Simon was vexed beyond measure by Conrad''s attitude, but Sandra held him back, reminding him, “It''s
okay, Simon. There''s no point in arguing with them. The result will speak for itself. They will know how
good Sophie is by then.”
Her words spoke sense to Simon, and he relented.
She''s right. There''s no need to create a ruckus here. I don''t think that''s what Sophie will want to see
either.
Meanwhile, when Sophie had finished attempting thest question, a smile curved on her lips as she
imagined the effort those professors had put in to make things difficult for her.
“I''m sorry I might have to disappoint you all,” she remarked as she handed the paper to one of them
and walked away.
Behind her, the professor who took her exam sheet looked annoyed.
What an arrogant fool! Who does she think she is? Yet, his expression changed the moment he saw
the writings on the answer sheet.
“What''s wrong?” another professor asked.
“She...”
“What did she do?” Too impatient to wait for a reply, the other professor snatched the paper away and
took a look himself. His face fell the next second.
All of the audience watching the live stream were confused as they tried to guess what the professors''
expressions meant.
“So how did she do?” a student asked.
“I don''t know. I think it''s either superb or terrible.”
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“Duh! You''re just stating the obvious.”
While everyone was guessing the result, Sophie stepped out of the studio and met with Simon and
Sandra, who had been waiting for her outside. Sandra immediately approached and passed her a cup
of milkshake.
Hmm. Why do I feel like I''ve been having a lot of milkshakestely?
“Are you under the impression that I love milkshakes?” Sophie asked.
“Huh? What do you mean?” Sandra was confused, for she had not bought the drink for any particr
reason.
“Nothing.”
Sophie poked the straw through the lid and took a few sips. Well, I don''t really like it anymore.
“So, Sophie, what do you think about the evaluation? Did it go well?” Sandra asked anxiously.
As Sophie''s best friend, she did not want Sophie to end up bing aughing stock since there were
so many people watching the live stream.
“It went well.”
“I knew it,” Simon eximed before turning to Sandra. “I told you you have nothing to worry about.
Sophie can totally put the professors in their ces if she sets her heart on it.”
“Hold on,” Sophie interrupted. “I''m not doing this on purpose. I wouldn''t have to do that if they''d been
fair.”
“You''re right. I''m sorry. I have misspoken,” Simon corrected himself as he gazed at Sophie, his heart
brimming with happiness.
At that moment, he felt satisfied, although his love for Sophie was unreciprocated.
Meanwhile, Tristan, who was supposed to be at a meeting, had taken time during his meeting break to
watch the live stream, leaving everything to the general manager.
When the evaluation ended, he called Sophie immediately.
“You must be tired after all the writing,” he said.
That was the first time he saw Sophie spending that much time on an exam, so he figured the
professors must have deliberately chosen some of the most challenging questions.
“I''m good. Why did you call? I thought you were supposed to be at a meeting.” Sophie felt Tristan had
not been paying attention to his worktely. Although he was the CEO, she still thought he should be
more attentive to his work.
“It''s not an important meeting. They can handle it on their own. They''ll have to solve my problems since
I spent so much money to hire them.” Tristan was right, for there was no way he could keep an eye on
every single subsidiary under Lombard Group.
“That makes sense. I''m sure you know best. You''re the best, anyway,” Sophieplimented.
Tristan was so delighted to hear her praise that he smiled from ear to ear. Even his secretary who had
just entered the office could tell that the CEO was in a phenomenal mood.