The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 2122

Almost every country in the world had sent students to participate.

Upon entering, Charlotte realized that not only were they seated at the very back of the hall,

but their seats were also completely obscured by a massive pillar in a dimly lit corner.

Let alone participating in the discussions, it would be a struggle just to see the projector screen.

She glanced around at the delegations from other nations...

The bias was blatant.

"Don't sit yet,"

Charlotte ordered, her face darkening as she summoned a staff member and pointed out the issue.

She made her demand clear: arrange different seats.

Everyone here was supposed to be equal. Why should other students get prime seating,

while hers were relegated to this miserable corner?!

They clearly thought Eldorian students were still the easy targets they used to be!

"I'm sorry..."

The staff member babbled a string of excuses, but it all boiled down to one thing: the venue was fully booked, and there were simply no other seats available.

"The conference is about to start. Could you just make do for now?"

Finishing her sentence, the staff member offered Charlotte a patronizing smile. Seeing Charlotte's silence, she added, "You've always sat here in previous years. Why is it suddenly a problem now?"

The Cabinda University's rankings were nowhere near the top global institutions.

So what if they had to suffer a little indignity?

What a prima donna!

"You said it yourself—that was in previous years..."

Charlotte locked onto her with a dark, penetrating gaze. A few seconds later, a chilling smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth, and her icy voice rang out, emphasizing every word. "That was then. This is now."

"I'm afraid my students at The Cabinda University won't be accepting this indignity."

Charlotte scanned the room, her eyes eventually landing on the elevated platform in the dead center of the hall.

Perfect. There were exactly sixteen empty seats up there.

"Since you can't resolve this, I'll handle it myself." With that, Charlotte brushed past the unhelpful staff member and strode toward the main stage. "Grab your things. Follow me."

"Yes, Professor!"

The students exchanged glances and immediately followed her lead.

"You..."

Amidst the argument, the VIP directors entered the hall right on schedule.

Seeing a massive group of students occupying their designated platform, they were thrown completely off guard.

"Are these... students from The Cabinda University?"

Dean Alistair, an elderly man with snow-white hair, carefully studied the young faces.

His gaze swept across the group until it finally landed on Charlotte, who was seated at the far end.

The old dean froze, then a jolt of recognition hit him.

She looked incredibly familiar. He had definitely seen her photo before...

"Who is the lead representative for The Cabinda University this year?"

Dean Alistair turned to his assistant, his expression suddenly tight with panic.

"I believe it's..." The assistant hastily flipped open the itinerary pamphlet. When he saw the name, all the color drained from his face. "Her name is Charlotte."

Asclepius's real name... That was Asclepius!

"Idiots, you've offended an absolute titan!"

Realizing the gravity of the situation, the old dean slapped his thigh, swearing under his breath.