Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 572

For several consecutive days, Willow threw herself entirely into her work.

The multi-layered verification of the patent application, the final proofreading of the academic paper, and the meticulous sorting of clinical research data—each step required absolute precision. There was no room for error.

Following the official protocol of the world's top biological academic summits, any selected breakthrough research required a public presentation and a full-floor academic defense.

So, very quickly, Willow and her team arranged the conference.

The entire symposium was to be live-streamed in high definition, with cameras covering every corner of the venue. Broadcast globally to the biopharmaceutical and genomic research sectors, it was an incredibly prestigious public debut, drawing immense attention and live viewers from all over the internet.

The event took place at the premier international convention center downtown. The expansive floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the brilliant lighting, and the hall was packed with the absolute best in the industry. The audience included top-tier university academicians, department heads from major hospitals, and leading figures from biotech corporations.

A slew of veteran heavyweights who had dedicated decades to genomic editing sat in the front row. And, of course, Mr. Smith sat dead center at the expert panel, radiating a commanding, dignified presence.

With such a high-profile event underway, there was no way Vivienne would miss it.

Originally, she didn't have the credentials to attend, let alone sit at the expert panel. But given her recent surge in popularity, which had driven massive exposure for the entire industry, the organizers had invited her just to capitalize on the hype.

Riding the coattails of WH's reputation, she had crafted the persona of a 'genius researcher.' Not only had she talked her way into the venue, but she had brazenly taken a seat at the side expert panel.

Dressed in an impeccably tailored cream blazer and skirt set, her makeup flawless and her posture poised, she looked every bit the young prodigy and rising star of the industry.

She was silently gloating: Even if this is your stage today, all the glory and adoration belong to me. What are you going to do about it?

But Willow completely ignored her from start to finish. She was here for business.

Wearing a minimalist black business suit, her long hair pulled up cleanly to highlight her sharp, composed features, Willow looked utterly serene. The noisy sycophancy and the silent hostilities around her were nothing but background noise.

Soon, it was her turn to present. The house lights dimmed, and all cameras locked onto her at the center of the stage as the live stream kicked into high gear.

Willow took her stance with easy confidence. Her calm gaze swept over the packed crowd of industry titans. Her voice rang clear and steady, echoing through the hall via the microphone. "Esteemed experts and colleagues, good morning. Today, I will be presenting our research findings on precise gene-editing repair for the rare EB disease, also known as the condition affecting Butterfly Children. All data, clinical records, and experimental reviews have been publicly filed and are available for immediate verification."