The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1847

The Cabinda University Medical School.

The building on the far left had been cleared out for the traditional medicine class students.

Staff members were busy hauling equipment inside.

It had taken ages for the Frontiers in Medicine Program application to get approved, so upper management was treating it as a massive priority.

But looking at this equipment...

Charlotte's gaze darkened slightly, a helpless smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Yeah.

It was pretty pathetic.

"Well, if it isn't Kingswood University's famous Charlotte."

A vaguely familiar, deep voice suddenly rang out from behind her.

She turned around to see Vinson walking toward her, accompanied by a few medical school executives. A fake, insincere smile was plastered across his face.

"What brings you to The Cabinda University so suddenly?"

Vinson stopped in front of her, the wrinkled lines on his face deepening with his hypocritical grin. "Did you finally think it through and decide to accept the teaching position here?"

"After you acted so dismissive last time, I assumed you'd need quite a while to consider it. I never expected you to show up at our doorstep yourself."

Charlotte pushed up the brim of her hat, revealing a pair of dark, frosty eyes. A dangerous smile curled her lips.

"Or could it be because..."

Taking her silence as a sign of a guilty conscience, Vinson's tone grew even more condescending. "I heard our school is in talks with Asclepius. Are you worried about losing the traditional medicine mentor job? Is that why you're suddenly in such a rush?"

Charlotte might be the elusive 'Black' and possess genuinely impressive medical skills.

But compared to Asclepius, there was still a noticeable gap.

He had thought that by completing the narcolepsy research and earning the praise of the International Medical Alliance, she was guaranteed the presidency.

Little did she know, Asclepius had swooped in out of nowhere.

Now that the presidency was out of reach, she had no choice but to cling desperately to this mentor gig.

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