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Yves hung up the phone and let out a sigh.
“Heartless b*tch!” Yves squinted and muttered, “A thirty–year–old man? A new friend?”
La was expelled.
News of her impersonation spread throughout the school.
It became clear that Isabelle was the real math genius who had solved the problem. Isabelle had only requested the school publicly announce La’s deceit, but Magnus had put her <b>name </b>up for recognition.
As she walked around campus, she drew even more attention.
In the principal’s office.
Isabelle epted a cup of tea from Magnus.
“We have transferred the house, originally given to your sister, into your name. The paperwork is being processed. As for the schrship, I’ll make sure it gets to you once your mother returns it.
“Can I ask, was it because my initial offer was so low <b>that </b>you didn’t want to deal with me?” Magnus asked.
Isabelle replied, “After solving the problem, I passed it on to my brother. He’s the one who handled the forum andmunicated with you.”
Magnus sighed and said, “I see. We were making a big deal out of it.”
Solving that problem was like an astronaut sessfully reaching space again, but for a genius like Isabelle. it was nothing.
There’s another matter
I’d like to discuss with you.” Magnus smiled cunningly.
“You want me to switch to the math department?” Isabelle guessed.
Magnus pped his hands and eximed, “Exactly, you’re brilliant?
“No.” Isabelle firmly denied.
“Don’t be so quick to refuse. Can you tell me why you chose to studyputer science?” he asked
Isabelle replied, Becauseputer science is my strong suit.”
<b>Magnus </b>retorted, “And math isn’t it?<b>”</b>
Isabelle said<b>, </b>“No, it’s <b>not</b>
<b>Her </b><b>real </b><b>strengths </b><b>were </b>killing<b>, </b><b>fighting</b>, shooting, <b>making </b>explosives<b>, </bputer science, <b>medicine</b>: Math wasn’t <b>even </b>high <b>on </b>the list.
Magnus was <b>left </b>speechless. His <b>head </b>suddenly throbbed <b>with </b>a familiar headache
He opened <b>his </b>mouth to argue, bu found Himself speechless
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A sudden headache overcame Magnus.
Quickly, he took some <b>painkillers</b>, but the relief was slow.
Isabelle stood up and said, “T’ll be back in a moment.”
She left the principal’s office and went to her dorm. Isabelle retrieved her medical kit from her suitcase.
With the medical kif in <b>hand</b>, Isabelle left.
Erin and her roommates gossiped as soon as she exited the dorm.
“What was that she took? It looked like a medical kit from those old TV shows.”
“Needles? That’s dangerous. What’s she nning?”
“I also saw some liquor in her suitcase.”
“I’ve seen her drinking in the dorm before.”
“She’s really bold, bringing dangerous stuff and drinking high–proof alcohol in the dorm.”
Back in the principal’s office.
Magnus leaned back on the couch, eyes closed, with multiple needles in his head. The pain had left his face.
“Incredible,” he said.
“When my condition res up, I usually go to Maven Apothecary for treatment, but it’s never this effective.”
“It’s a hereditary condition and age–rted. Complete recovery isn’t likely, but I can alleviate it and reduce the frequency of re–<b>ups</b>,” Isabelle exined.All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.
Magnus’s eyes snapped open, and he abruptly sat up. “What did you say?” He stared at her intensely.
Isabelle didn’t repeat herself, calmly sipping her tea.
Magnus tried topose himself.
“Do you know what Mr. Garth said? He can barely manage to alleviate the pain, let alone reduce the frequency of re–ups.”
The idea of aplete recovery seemed unimaginable.
<b>His </b>father and grandfather had <b>both </b>suffered and died from this condition.
<b>If </b>anyone else had made such a im, he would have dismissed it as boasting. But Isabelle had a way <b>of </b>inspiring confidence with her words and actions.
His condition <b>even </b>stumped Mr. Garth, <b>a </b>renowned expert <b>in </b>alternative medic
Meanwhile, Isabelle was just a young girl!
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“Isabelle, you’re remarkable. I’m lucky to have met you.”
“I tried to persuade you to join the medical school. Our vice principal, as well as the dean, have been eager <b>to </b>meet you. Buttely, I’ve been scheming to get you into the math department. Now, however…
Magnus looked at Isabelle with a gleam in his eye and <b>said</b>, Tm really looking forward to that now.”
Isabelle <b>nced </b>at him <b>and </b>said, “About what?”
“To see just how amazing your forteputer science–will be.”
With her medical and mathematical talents already astonishing, the thought of her excelling even more in her chosen field ofputer science was both thrilling and intimidating.
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