The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1135

Meiko knew Claire occasionally sat in on these lectures, but she hadn't expected to actually run into her.

"Claire!" Meiko greeted her in perfectly fluent Solenian.

"Hello, Meiko."

Meiko flashed a warm smile. "You can just call me Meiko."

Claire's expression remained perfectly flat. "We aren't that close. Let's just stick to your last name, Ms. Fujii."

Normally, as an upperclassman, Meiko would command a bit more respect, but Claire had zero intention of offering any.

She refused to let this exchange student from Sundara gain any sort of upper hand.

Meiko found Claire impossibly stubborn.

How could she speak so bluntly?

She was incredibly rude.

"Claire." Priscilla Hastings sidled up to them.

Meiko's awkwardness was practically plastered across her face.

Claire completely ignored the exchange student, turning entirely to engage with Priscilla.

"Priscilla, did you finish the assignment the professor gave us last time?"

Priscilla gave Claire a strange look. "That's a first. Did you actually forget to do your homework?"

"No, I just wanted to remind you that the professor might do a pop quiz next class."

"Anyway, why are you crashing this traditional medicine lecture with me today?"

Priscilla was completely different from Claire; she was a die-hard clinical medicine purist.

"I came here specifically to find you," Priscilla whispered.

"Why?" Claire had no idea what she was needed for.

Couldn't they just talk during class or back at the dorm?

"My grandfather is in Cabinda. He wants to grab dinner with you."

"Winston is here?" Claire was genuinely surprised.

Mary's younger brother was also an exceptionally skilled doctor.

It was a shame she was just a visiting student from Sundara. If she were a local student with that kind of dedication, she would undoubtedly achieve greatness in the future.

As for Meiko, every time the professor praised her, she shot a pointed look in Claire's direction.

It was obvious she was trying to compete with her.

Claire couldn't have cared less.

She was just there to genuinely learn and fill any gaps in her knowledge.

It was easy to forget medical theories if you didn't use them constantly, and as a doctor, Claire refused to allow herself even the slightest margin of error.

Even though she could map out every acupuncture point in her sleep, she remained a tireless student.

Priscilla admired Claire's sheer dedication.

Halfway through the lecture, Claire casually pulled out a set of silver needles and started tapping them into her own pressure points, leaving Priscilla absolutely speechless.

"Claire, what in the world are you doing?"

Claire furrowed her brow slightly. "It's nothing. It's almost my time of the month, so I'm just stimulating a few points to improve circulation and relieve some lower back tension."

Most girls suffered from cramps or chest pain during their cycle, but Claire was built differently—she always got a killer backache.