Chapter 152

Chapter 152 Vesta bit her lip in disappointment. This was not the response she had hoped for.

As Kenton was about to leave, Vesta quickly stepped forward, “Mr. Wagner, how do you suggest I improve then?”

Kenton paused, his voice cold, “Study more, pay more attention to new trends in the field When he said so, Thome returned.

Before Thome could speak, Kenton said, “Tve done what I could, I’ll be in touch in a few days.”

“Alright,” Thorne replied as Kenton made his exit.

Thorne turned to Vesta and, seeing her disappointed look, asked, “Not the result you were hoping for?”

Vesta nodded in agreement, “He didn’t take me on,”

What did Mr. Wagner say? Tell me Vesta relayed the conversation and Kenton’s advice to her.

“You’re actually quite skilled, Thorne remarked. “His advice seems pretty fair”

Vesta paused, reflecting on her recent lack of dedication to her field and failure to keep up with new developments. She realized Kenton saw her lack of effort and focus as a sign of an unprofessional attitude, unworthy of his mentorship, rather than a lack of ability.

Knowing her rejection was due to her attitude rather than her capabilities made Vesta feel somewhat better.

“Try again when you get another chance, Thorne suggested.

“I will,” she resolved, confident that with the right attitude, she’d be able to meet Kenton’s standards next time.

She couldn’t help but regret focusing too much on racing recently. Had she not, she might already be one of Kenton’s students.

Back at his mansion, Kenton found Charlene and Stewart preparing for a potluck dinner, having just finished shopping and cleaning the ingredients.

Seeing him return, Stewart asked, “Back so soon?”

Kenton, still distant, replied simply, “Yeah.”

Noticing the glance Stewart gave Charlene as she brought out the dishes, he prodded, “So... I take it we don have a new protégé?”

Kenton didn’t answer, silently accepting a bowl from Charlene and sitting down.

His silence spoke volumes.

Stewart chuckled, looking at Charlene, “I knew it. I had her pegged the moment we met.”

Charlene laughed, sending him to fetch the remaining meat from the kitchen, “Yes, you’re always right.”

As Stewart returned with the meat, curiosity got the better of him, “So, teacher, where do you think she stands in our field?”

“A notch above the average PhD graduate.”

“Great minds think alike.”

In the last decade, the Al field has made significant strides domestically, arguably outpacing global standards for some time now. As a key player in this revolution, Kenton interacts daily with the best products, 08:44 technologies, and talents in the industry.

By general standards, Vesta was indeed quite talented. But she was only exceptional among the generally gifted.

Compared to those around Kenton, she was far behind.

And when it came to Kenton and Charlene, the difference was even starker.

After all, at twenty–five, Vesta was nowhere near achieving what Charlene had years ago.