Chapter 490:
The announcement was met with a mixture of cheers and good-natured envy. These students were acknowledged as leaders within the Aerospace Mechanical Engineering Department. Notably, Kaysenâs recent surge to the top of the class rankings, even surpassing the previously unbeatable Dorsey in the latest monthly exam, silenced any potential dissent about his selection.
As the session came to a close, Harlee revealed one final surprise.
âTo ensure everyone feels included, Iâve secured tickets through Willis for the upcoming test flight of the new system. Youâll all witness our combat helicopter slicing through the skies!â
The room erupted into gasps of astonishment, followed by a prolonged, thunderous applause that echoed for five full minutes. Some students were visibly moved to tears, others embraced their classmates in bursts of excitement, and a few even climbed onto their chairs, cheering wildly.
For the students of the Aerospace Mechanical Engineering Department, the opportunity to witness a helicopter test flight firsthand was an unparalleled thrill.
Harlee joined in the celebration, cheering alongside her students and savoring the electric atmosphere until the very last moment before she reluctantly exited the auditorium.
As class concluded, Etta wasted no time, darting toward the main exit with unwavering focus.
As expected, her eyes immediately locked onto Harlee.
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The memory of being humiliated by Harlee in front of three hundred students burned within Etta, fueling her resolve to confront her. Yet, surrounded by a sea of students, Etta couldnât risk tarnishing her carefully curated image as the most beautiful and gentle woman in the School of Art. Swallowing her anger, she quickly caught up to Harlee.
âHarlee, fancy running into you here.
Could Iâ¦â She hesitated, her eyes darting around to ensure they had an audience before continuing, âCould I possibly get a ride home with you?â
Before Etta could finish her act, Harleeâs icy reply cut through the air.
âNo.â
Dejected, Etta stood frozen, her expression morphing into one of pitiful rejection.
Harlee remained unfazed, her face betraying no surprise at Ettaâs performance.
Calmly, she glanced around the scene and, unsurprisingly, noticed Lindsay in a wheelchair, tucked away in a secluded corner.
A sly grin tugged at Harleeâs lips as she observed the setup.
Despite her recent accident, Lindsay was clearly still determined to pull strings from behind the scenes.
Ettaâs approach was as transparent as ever.
Aside from her calculated display of vulnerability, she brought nothing new to the table.
How utterly boring.
Harlee had initially planned to use the recorded video from earlier as leverage against Etta and Lindsay, but witnessing Etta resorting to such tired tactics to sway public opinion made her reconsider. It no longer seemed worth the effort.
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