Chapter 185: Clara's Eyes Turned Icy

Clara's eyes turned icy.

"The interview footage is public. File a formal appeal if you question the scores."

Her fingers tapped the desk lightly.

"Spreading rumors costs nothing—like whoever took those photos of me with Professor Elias."

Her gaze sharpened like a blade, piercing Victoria's pupils.

Victoria's lashes fluttered, visibly shrinking at the word "photos."

A cold smirk curled Clara's lips.

Just as suspected.

"Every accusation you throw at me reeks of sour grapes."

Victoria's face flushed crimson before she jutted her chin out.

"Paige's carrying my brother's baby. Bet you didn't know."

"Knew six hours before you did."

Clara checked her wristwatch.

Victoria's nails dug into her palms.

"Professor Miriam isn't available. Leave."

The words ignited Victoria like a spark in oil. She slammed the table.

"Who do you think you are? I'm going in!"

"If her word isn't enough, how about mine?"

Professor Miriam's voice cut through the hallway, her glasses glinting coldly.

Victoria froze.

"I remember you."

Miriam approached with measured steps.

"You submitted materials here before."

As Victoria opened her mouth—

"Was my last rejection not clear enough?"

A folder snapped shut with finality.

"My students earn their place through merit."

She pointed to the door.

"Now. Immediately."

* * *

A ginkgo leaf spiraled to the pavement by Victoria's feet.

She clenched her purse strap.

Why did Clara get special treatment?

A pebble skittered away under her kick.

"Miss Holloway?"

A crisp elderly voice spoke.

Silver hair framed by emerald cheongsam.

"Fourth in the interviews?"

Lenora smoothed her collar.

"My research team has one opening left."

Fine wrinkles crinkled at her smiling eyes.

"Care to join?"