NovelEnglishChapter 991
In Mr. Garcia's office, Mr. Richard was recording a voice message for Flora: "Hey, Flora! Your ID badge is ready. No
need to swing by and pick it up; I'll bring it to you myself! No biggie. If you've got the time, just pop by the
University of Maple Grove for a lecture." A knock interrupted him.
Mr. Richard glanced up to see Blake at the door. He set his phone down, and his cheerful demeanor quickly
shifted.
"Professor Blake, what can | help you with?"
Blake strode in, cutting straight to the chase: "Mr. Garcia, | saw the university's announcement, and | have a
concern." Mr. Richard motioned for her to continue.
"| just don't think Flora should be an honorary professor at the University of Maple Grove!" Blake inhaled deeply
before continuing, "She's just a freshman. Has she even published a paper? Does she even know what major
research databases are? How can someone like that be an honorary professor?"
She had struggled so much to beca full professor, and yet Flora was handed an honorary title just like that.
It didn't sit right with her.
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"If | appointed Flora as an honorary professor, it's because she earned it," Mr. Richard explained calmly. "Winning
a national championship proves her remarkable skills, and her academic writing is top-notch. Professor Blake,
while your paper writing is excellent, it doesn't quite match up to hers."
Mr. Richard had heard from Dr. Ray that Flora's paper-writing prowess was unmatched, not just in the medical lab
but throughout Austenberg. Even the lab students had their papers reviewed and polished by Flora.
"Mr. Richard, you're being too biased towards Flora!" Blake chuckled, exasperated. "A freshman better at writing
papers than me?"
She prided herself on her paper-writing skills, believing no one could outdo her. Well, except for the elusive FL.
But FL was supposed to be in their fifties or sixties. Blake had modeled many of her works after FL's,
perfecting her mimicry to the point it was nearly unnoticeable. She had
even snagged several awards with her Fleinspired papers. By
an
twenty-six, she was an associate professor at the University of Maple Grove. However, FL's lack of recent
publications frustrated her. In Austenberg, aside from FL, she considered herself the best, and no one dared to
claim otherwise.
Blake felt Mr. Richard was
unreasonably siding with Flora and
decided to cut to the chase: "Mr. Richard, making Flora an honorary professor will only make the
University of Maple Grove a laughing
stock! It's better to revoke her title."
"We can claim it was a clerical error or pin the blon Flora. This way, the university's reputation stays intact."
She didn't notice Mr. Richard's face growing darker by the second.
He let out a dry, humorless laugh: "Are you trying to tellhow to do my job?"
"No, I-"
"Hah, blaming it all on Flora, you've got snerve."
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A cold chuckle echoed from the doorway.
"Dean Jules!"
Blake quickly greeted him upon seeing Jules.
Jules, a renowned medical expert and the nominal head of the University of Maple Grove's Medical School, was
someone she had always wanted to connect with but hadn't had the chance. Jules ignored her greeting, walked
straight to a small sofa, sat down, then fixed his gaze on her: "What did you just say? Flora doesn't deserve to be
an honorary professor?"
Blake had spent the year advancing
her studies abroad and was
eln
oblivious to Jules' connection with Flora. She sensed a hint of something in Jules' tone but
brushed it off, replying, "Yes, Flora doesn't deserve it."
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