Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

"Hello, everyone, we're photographers and reporters from the 'Campus Chronicle'. Do you mind if we do a live coverage?"

Roseanne and Madeleine exchanged looks.

"Of course, you can," Roseanne replied with a smile. "But may I ask who sent you here?"

"It was Dean White from the School of Life Sciences. He mentioned that some students had set up their own lab and even invited the university president for the unveiling ceremony. It sounded like a story worth covering, so we made our way here."

"Oh, Dean White is really thoughtful."

Meanwhile, Babur in the distance just wanted to hide.

After the reporters asked a few questions about the lab, one suddenly said, "Haven't seen the university president around?"

No sooner had the words left their mouth than Sinclair Nelson and Hancock arrived.

"Madeleine, congratulations," Sinclair Nelson, stepping out of the car, greeted them with a smile and a friendly gesture, showcasing his emotional intelligence.

Regardless of his reasons for coming, his attitude said it all.

Hancock, on the other hand, was not so composed.

First, he was stunned by the sight of the five-story building, and then the gathering of esteemed guests took him by surprise.

By the time he gathered his senses, Sinclair Nelson was already engaging in a conversation with Roseanne—

"It's truly remarkable to see students like Madeleine's thriving, pushing the boundaries. As the president, nothing makes me happier than witnessing the continuous growth of our students, ensuring the future of academia!"

"I heard from Madeleine that you were the driving force behind this laboratory, Miss Cole. You're quite impressive."

Sinclair Nelson gave her a thumbs up.

Roseanne swiftly brought Mamie and Scales into the spotlight, "Mr. President, your statement isn't entirely accurate. The lab was a collaborative effort among the three of us, so the credit doesn't belong to me alone, but to all of us."

"Ha ha... Yes, yes, you're right! All of you!"

Mamie and Scales were momentarily taken aback by Roseanne's quick action, hardly having a moment to react.

Once Sinclair Nelson and Hancock moved on to mingle with other guests, Mamie finally snapped out of her daze- "Roseanne, did the president just praise me?"

"Yes, he did."

"Oh my God, I never dared to dream of such a moment."

That was Sinclair Nelson!

The top figure at Kingswell University!

The celebrity president!

And he just praised her?

"Caley, give me a hand here, my legs are jelly."

Scales rolled his eyes, "Really?"

But he still reached out, steadying her with a firm grip.

"It matters! It matters a lot!" Then, turning to Roseanne with stars in her eyes, "You're amazing, Roseanne..."

Even in such a moment, she hadn't forgotten to include them.

Roseanne shrugged, "I'm just stating the facts."

Scales also gave her a grateful look.

As Sinclair Nelson passed by Babur, Babur wished he could bury himself right there and then.

Sinclair Nelson moved past without a glance, giving Babur a

renking he was safe.

giving Babur a momentary

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Sinclair Nelson doubled back, stopping in front of him.

"School of Life Sciences? Babur?"

"Yes, Mr. President!" Babur's heart leaped again.

He was on the verge of tears.

If only he had known... If only he had known the extent of Roseanne's capability to erect a laboratory and attract so many academic luminaries, he wouldn't

let alone with reporters and

Mine

photographers from the 'Campus Chronicle'... noveldrama

Babur wished he could slap himself.

Such regret!

Sinclair Nelson gave him a

Babur's current ellet

once-over, seemingly oblivious

and

regret, and casually began