Chapter 719: Chapter 719

Chapter 719:

Bruce felt regret flooding him the instant Harlee started tackling the problem.

He realized he had made a huge mistake. She was no ordinary person. If she weren’t exceptionally skilled, there was no way Kieran and Lenny would have budged, even under pressure from the four major families.

Acting? The real performance was being staged by these clowns, congratulating themselves in their little bubble of self-assuredness.

Bruce couldn’t help but kick himself for not writing the very problem that had haunted him for weeks.

Watching someone like Jodi, who had always been at the bottom, command so much attention from Harlee left a bitter taste in his mouth.

“Huh? Why isn’t anyone grading the papers?” Fleming asked.

Everyone exchanged glances, each wearing the same mask of indifference, but their eyes were fixed on Jodi’s test paper, hungry to see what kind of ridiculous questions she had concocted.

Fleming slowly stood up and addressed the crowd, “Since no one seems keen on grading the papers, how about we display them on the big screen and grade them together?” The group agreed eagerly, though inwardly, they were brimming with contempt.

“This is absurd. We are still indulging Miss Sanderson’s little performance.”

“Are these basic questions going to be displayed on the big screen? Mr. Sanderson is really putting on a show.”

Unmoved by their scorn, Harlee ignored their looks and took out her phone.

A message from Rhys pinged on her screen.

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“I’m waiting for you at the gate. Take your time.” Harlee responded with an “OK” and looked up at Fleming.

“Fleming, I have something to take care of first.”

“Are you not heading to the drug lab?” Fleming asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Tomorrow,” Harlee replied, offering nothing more.

At that moment, Jodi enlarged the test paper on the big screen. Unruffled, Harlee flashed a confident smile and addressed the group.

“Could I trouble you all with grading the paper? And if you are free, feel free to grade Jodi’s questions too.”

After saying that, Harlee casually slid her hands into her pockets and strolled out, leaving no room for argument.

Kieran was the first to break the silence.

“The biometric security system…

Harlee didn’t enter her credentials, yet somehow…”

Fleming cut him off calmly.

“She recorded her pupil data the moment she walked in.”

Kieran’s mouth twitched in disbelief. What kind of mind-boggling talent was this?

Looking skeptical, Lenny turned to Fleming.

“Mr. Sanderson, isn’t that impossible? Doesn’t entering pupil data require approval from the department head? How could Harlee pull that off?”

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