The Scorned Heiress's Hidden Empire (by Jade Quinn) novel Chapter 257

Chapter 257

The professor stood nearby, Happing through the pages, getting more and more excited with each turn

“This model is brilliantly constructed. Natalie Moore has combined quartum entanglement with the second law of thermodynamics. I’ve been in this field for years, but this never crossed my mind.”

He pointed at the chart on the screen, his voice rising with excitement. “Look here. The derivation is concise, elegant and flawless.

The students in the audience started whispering among themselves.

‘That’s incredible!”

How did she even pull this off?”

She hasn’t shown up to class in over two weeks, and her report is this good? I might as well just quit.”

No wonder they let her into the lab!”

ris stared at the big screen, biting down on her lower lip. She didn’t want to admit it, but she couldn’t just pretend she didn’ ee it.

The formulas, the charts, the whole derivation, every single detail was flawless. It was way out of her league compared to he >wn report, which she’d spent countless nights researching and revising over and over.

But why?’ Iris thought, her mind spinning.

She hasn’t even been at school these past few weeks, and she’s missed so many classes.

Physics is such a tough subject. Even missing a little can make you fall behind. How did she not just keep up, but actually rush it like this?

I don’t buy it. There’s no way Natalie did this all by herself.

The professor went through Natalie’s report from start to finish, taking a full twenty minutes.

When he finished, he closed the folder and looked at the whole class.

I’ll be recommending Natalie’s report for publication in the school journal.\

When you get home, I suggest you all take a good look at it and see where you stand compared to het

He paused, then added, “Iris, your report was pretty good too, but there’s still a gap between you and Natalie Keep up the good work”

Iris’s face flushed, then turned pale She lowered her head, avoiding everyone’s gaze

There were no classes in the afternoon Rosie had invited his to go to the gym so Iris was texting Rosie brick as she walked out of campus.

By late November in Harbor City, the leaves were all yellow Most of the sycamore leaves had the idy dropped, and the few left were barely hanging on, ready to fall with the next gust of wind. They spin down and Landed on the stone walkwitt covering it in a thin layer

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onlight shipped through the sparse branches, sprinkling patches of gold across the ground. When you stepped on the leaves, they rustled softly underfoot.

The air had a crisp, cool edge not as harsh as winter, not as sticky as summer. It was that special autumn freshness, so clean and clear you just wanted to take a deep breath.

Natalie walked along the tree-lined campus path, wearing a cropped dark brown leather jacke: over a deep blue top, which made her already skin look even more cool and striking.

She paired it with high-waisted, wide-leg jeans, and tied a brown scarf with polka dots around her waist.

Her long hair was left loose and casual, giving her a vibe that was both aloof and effortlessly relaxed.

People passing by couldn’t help but take a second look, as if they’d never seen anyone who embodied autumn quite so perfectly.

At the campus gate, students streamed in and out after class, filling the entrance with a steady flow of people.

n the crowd, a middle-aged woman stood uncertainly, trying to get someone’s attention to ask a question.

But every time she opened her mouth, the students quickly waved her off, wary and unwilling to engage.

f you looked closely, you’d recognize her as the same woman from the night before.

Her hair was tousled by the wind, and she looked even more worn out than yesterday, with deep shadows under her eyes, as f she hadn’t slept all night.

Excuse me… Sorry to bother you…” the woman said hesitantly.

Don’t need anything, thanks,” a student cut her off.

Um, excuse me, I just wanted to ask…” she tried again, her voice shaky.

No idea,” another student replied without even glancing at her.

As Natalie walked out of the campus gate, the middle-aged woman reached out to a passing girl, trying to ask for directions.

The girl shook off her hand impatiently. “I told you, I don’t know. Ask someone else instead.”

The woman’s hand froze in midair, her lips trembling as she tried to say something, but the girl had already walked away

1 She stood there, looking lost and helpless, her eyes red and teary. Natalie glanced in her direction

The woman noticed Natalie, paused for a moment, then quickly walked over and stopped right in front of her. Her lips quivered several times before she finally managed to speak.

‘Miss… is it really you?” she stammered.

She realized it was the kind girl who had helped her last night

“Are you… are you a student here?” the woman asked.

Her words rushed out, worried Natalie might leave just like the others

Natalie nodded. “What’s up?”

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he woman’s eyesup, and she took a step p closer.

“Do you know a student named Natalie Moore? Do you know her? Please, can you help me find her I really need to see he it’s urgent, really, really urger, she begged.

As she spoke, tears finally spilled down her face, tracing the lines on her cheeks. She quickly wiped them away with her

sleeve.

Natalie let her gaze linger on the woman’s face for a moment, then asked. “What’s wrong? Are you looking for her for something?”

The woman, thinking Natalie knew her, got all worked up and reached out to grab Natalie’s arm. You know her, right?”

Natalie didn’t respond. She just stared at the woman, cool and unbothered.

The woman pressed on, her voice trembling. “My daughter… she told me to find Natalie Moore. She said if I could just tra her down and beg her, Natalie could save my daughter.”

She was crying so hard she could barely breathe, her words stumbling out between sobs.

“Who’s your daughter?” Natalie asked.

“Isabelle… Isabelle Grant,” the woman stammered.

She was Isabelle’s adoptive mother. She didn’t know who Natalie Moore was, but after everything that happened yesterday she rushed straight to the prison to see Isabelle. Through the glass, Isabelle was pleading with her, tears streaming down hi

face.

“Mom, please, go find Natalie Moore. If you can find her and beg her, she can save me. She will. I know she will. Mom, I don’t want to go to jail. I don’t want to spend my whole life behind bars…” Isabelle sobbed.

Seeing her daughter’s eyes swollen and red from crying, it felt like her heart was being stabbed.

She’d raised Isabelle since she was little. Life had been hard, but she’d never let her suffer any hardship.

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