Chapter 489: Chapter 489

Chapter 489:

“Just wait. Once I rise to power, you’ll all bow before me!” With that, Etta strode off confidently, unaware that someone had witnessed everything.

As Harlee walked past Etta, her expression softened, losing the sharp intensity it had held just moments before.

Dorsey, trailing a few steps behind Harlee, stepped onto the auditorium stage and asked with a mix of curiosity and concern, “Miss Sanderson, why didn’t you simply dismiss that woman outright? Why go to the trouble of warning her? People like her only bring trouble and might even harm you.”

Normally, Harlee wouldn’t waste her time on someone as insignificant as Etta.

Her deliberate pause earlier, allowing Etta a moment to speak, followed by a pointed warning before letting her walk away, was entirely calculated.

Harlee responded with a mischievous grin and gestured toward Coulson, who had just entered the room.

“See that? There lies your answer.”

Dorsey’s puzzled expression lingered as she observed the subtle exchange of knowing smiles between Harlee and Coulson.

Her confusion cleared when she noticed Coulson discreetly sending a video to Harlee.

“Miss Sanderson, you’re so astute… I would never have thought of that!” Dorsey exclaimed, giving Harlee an enthusiastic thumbs-up before muttering a quiet curse under her breath about Etta, vowing to turn their classmates against her.

Harlee’s smile was slight but satisfied.

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“I appreciate your help with this. Now, please take your seat. Today’s not just about the National Aerospace Agency candidate announcements.” She paused, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

“There’s another big announcement to make!”

Dorsey hurried back to her chair, her excitement barely contained. The thought of visiting the National Aerospace Agency had her practically bouncing in her seat. The room buzzed with murmurs about Harlee’s forthcoming announcement. Known for delivering thrilling surprises, she had the entire auditorium brimming with anticipation.

As the clock ticked toward the end of the noon lecture, Harlee gathered her materials and turned to address the audience.

“Ten lectures might not sound significant, but it has been a profound privilege for me to guide you through this course,” she said, her voice warm with gratitude.

“Now, about the selection of students for the visit to the National Aerospace Agency…”

“Due to the stringent security measures at the Aerospace Agency, I can only bring six of you along,” Harlee announced, pausing to let her words settle as she scanned the room.

“For those not selected this time, keep your heads up. You are all exceptional, but some have distinguished themselves just a touch more. Strive to excel beyond your peers next time, alright?”

A unified “Okay!” echoed across the room, a chorus of determined voices.

Harlee nodded in approval before proceeding to reveal the names of the six fortunate students.

“Coulson Aguilar, Dorsey Flores, Kaysen Jenkins, Jorge Norris, Marina Prescott, and Nala Yates, congratulations. I’ll schedule our trip for next month.”

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