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How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 343

She found it utterly unbelievable.

The moment she heard those words, Maurice was stunned.

Sylvie came in second?

With scores like that, second place?

Jarrod glanced over at her, eyes narrowing.

After Sylvie hung up the phone, her expression turned grim.

Maurice finally found his voice. “What’s going on? What did they say? Are you sure there’s no mistake?”

Such a tough field, such a high score, and yet someone managed to beat Sylvie?

“Yeah, they only confirmed the ranking.” Sylvie’s expression grew complicated. The certainty she’d felt just moments before had vanished, leaving her face darkened and clouded with disbelief.

Joseph seemed to remember something. He suddenly looked over. “Did they say what the top score was, or… who got it?”

Jarrod’s long lashes lifted slightly; his tone was cool and measured. “They probably won’t say.”

It would depend on what the university officially released after their internal review.

Sylvie pressed her lips together. “No, they didn’t say.”

She took a deep breath before adding, her voice full of frustration, “They also said… Dr. Sterling has already chosen his graduate student, but it’s not me.”

Even though the professor would consider both the written exam and the interview, she knew she’d had every advantage. Even if someone else had scored higher, they couldn’t possibly match her real-world experience—she’d worked for a Fortune 500 company overseas, participated in major projects, and was now part of Neural Intelligence, one of the leading tech firms in the industry. Not to mention her academic background at a top university.

And yet, the spot didn’t go to her…

She simply couldn’t make sense of it.

Joseph lowered his gaze, lost in thought.

He didn’t say a word for a long time.

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