The Year I Stopped Being His novel Chapter 62

"Enjoy the evening."

It felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over Quinn's racing heart. Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the text thread on Garrison's phone screen. The contact photo was unmistakable—it was Sloane.

Quinn secretly gritted her teeth. That woman had personally told her she was giving up on Garrison, so why was she still clinging to him?

Just then, a commotion broke out at the entrance of the banquet hall.

Dean Zachary Quinton's eyes lit up, and he laughed heartily. "Ah! Our Antarctic heroes have arrived!"

Everyone's attention shifted. A group walked in, carrying an air of rugged weariness mixed with vibrant energy. Dean Quinton stepped forward enthusiastically to introduce them.

"This is the leader of Project Deep Ice, Professor Harrison from the geology department at Northgate Institute of Technology!"

A man in his fifties with impeccably styled hair, gold-rimmed glasses, and a stern expression approached Garrison, giving a slight nod.

Garrison extended his hand with respectful politeness, shaking the professor's hand.

"Professor Harrison, I'm Garrison Foster, the head of the Project Vitas team."

"Dr. Foster, I've heard great things about you. You're a pride to the medical community."

Right behind him, a younger man stepped forward. He wore a sharply tailored casual suit that highlighted his tall build and handsome features. However, his face was devoid of a smile, his expression polite but distinctly aloof.

"This is Professor Harrison's star pupil and a core member of the expedition team, Josh Jace," Dean Quinton introduced.

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