Chapter 442
This week, Cordelia hadn''t ventured outside much, opting to stay home to work on her thesis and
research projects. Even when she needed to eat, she would only go to the staff cafeteria, avoiding the
student dining hall, so she hadn''t seen Harold for several days.
Samantha, on the other hand, had been away in another part of Birchwood shooting additional scenes
for her project, only returning to Birchwood College on Wednesday.
Since Wednesday was Cordelia''s lecture day, she was keen to see how Cordelia and Harold were
getting along. She knew that her presence in Cordelia''s lecture would irk Cordelia, but that was exactly
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what she wanted.
On her way from her apartment in Unity Hall to the lecture hall, Cordelia bumped into a familiar face –
Tabitha, who was apanied by a child.
Tabitha seemed surprised to see Cordelia. Her expression was filled with guilt.
Cordelia nced at the little boy, who seemed to be a little over a year old, just learning to walk. He
had been running around, but as soon as Tabitha spotted Cordelia, she scooped him up, blocking the
child''s face from view.
At that moment, Cordelia couldn''t help but specte. She had been skeptical about Tabitha''s
pregnancy, suspecting Tabitha and Allison to be na''s minions, who had concocted a scheme to get
Cordelia out of the country. Now, seeing Tabitha with a child of about one-year-old, Cordelia''s belief in
this theory escted from 60 percent to 90 percent.
And Tabitha''s evasive behavior only deepened her suspicions.
Without saying a word, Cordelia wanted to approach them. Although she didn''t want any connection
with Ronan, the situation was inevitably upsetting.
Tabitha stepped forward, guilt written on her face. "Mrs. Evans, I didn''t mean to upset you. I''ve been off
worktely and came here to visit a ssmate who works here."
Cordelia remained silent, shooting Tabitha a single nce before striding away.
She never got a clear look at Tabitha''s child.
Cordelia then headed for her lecture hall. Samantha was waiting for her inside. It was a public lecture,
and the university had already been informed of the film crew''s presence, so Cordelia had no grounds
to turn Samantha away. She just needed to ignore Samantha.
She was annoyed. After she finally found some peace at Birchwood College, na still wouldn''t let up,
sending over these irritating individuals.
She focused on her lecture. Cordelia''s sses were unusual. Apart from Harold, all the students tacitly
chose to sit at the back of the room. Cordelia had grown ustomed to it.
Today, Cordelia had chosen a case study of a certainpany, asking her students to work on the
The students busied themselves with calctions while Cordelia moved around the room, providing
guidance where necessary. However, she deliberately avoided two ces - Harold''s side and
Samantha''s side.
Eventually, Cordelia asked the students to submit their results.
"Has everyone bnced the bnce sheet?" Cordelia scanned the room.
"Bnced," came the scattered responses. Some students were still pondering.
"All bnced?" Cordelia questioned. "Raise your hand if your bnce sheets are bnced."
Everyone except Harold raised their hands.
Cordelia no longer had a choice but to address Harold. "You didn''t bnce it?" Cordelia asked Harold.
The students chuckled quietly.
Samantha watched the scene unfold with interest. She didn''t understand bnce sheets or what it
meant to bnce them, but she found Harold''s defiance rather appealing.
"It couldn''t be bnced. It''s impossible to bnce it," Harold dered.
"It seems that only Harold got this problem right. Thepany is heavily in debt; it''s impossible to
bnce the books. The rest of you fell for it."
"Harold clearly has the best home education."
"He''s certainly been given a leg up."