Chapter 187
In Mr. Hammond’s office.
“Take a seat on the couch, Mirabella,” Mr. Hammond said, pouring her a glass of water before settling into the chair opposite her. “I called you here to discuss the possibility of you switching classes.”
Mirabella raised an eyebrow. “Switching classes? Why would I want to do that?”
“I believe you have a real knack for the sciences. Staying in a humanities class might not do your talents justice,” Mr. Hammond said earnestly.
He had planned to place her in the science class from the beginning of the term, but the whole Riverdale incident had delayed him. By the time he returned, Mirabella had already been slotted into the humanities class.
Mirabella chuckled and shook her head at the mention of changing classes. “No need. It doesn’t make much difference to me whether I’m in humanities or sciences.” After all, she had already self–studied all nine subjects required for the senior year.
Mr. Hammond, reading brimming confidence from Mirabella’s face, touched his nose thoughtfully and ventured, “Do you not want to switch because of Morgan?”
Prodigy Class 1 was a science class, and Morgan was the teacher who had been so reluctant to accept Mirabella at the start of the year.
“Him? No,” Mirabella replied indifferently, almost forgetting the man existed unless mentioned.
After a brief pause, she added with a teasing tone. “If you keep pushing for me to switch classes, you might find yourself in a duel with Miss Annette.”
Mr. Hammond chuckled, clearly seeing that Mirabella truly didn’t mind either class. He sighed and said, “Alright, I won’t force you, but do you remember Professor Wade? He visited recently and is from the Education Association.”
Mirabella nodded. Her memory was sharp; she certainly remembered, especially since Mr. Hammond had made a point of introducing him at the time. Professor Wade is an honorary member of the Education Association, no less.
“To be honest with you, Wade is a professor in the biology department at Prestige College and was quite impressed with you. He even reviewed your exams and mentioned that you strongly grasp biological research.”
Mr. Hammond recalled how Wade had called him just the day before to inquire about Mirabella, adding, “He just couldn’t understand why you were placed in a humanities class.”
That was the main reason behind Mr. Hammond’s sudden urge to move her to the science class. Mirabella immediately got it.
“Though, to be fair, given your academic prowess, you don’t see much of a difference between
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humanities and sciences.” Mr. Hammond didn’t dwell on the matter. “Professor Wade is on the lookout for a protégé, and he sees potential in you. You should seize this opportunity because you’re destined for more than just this place. Riverdale is a complex web, and not having connections can be disadvantageous.”
Specialized talent, in particular, was rare, and if it couldn’t be recruited, it was often destroyed. so that no one could have it exclusively. Once certain balances of power were disrupted, the consequences were more than just turmoil.
Listening to Mr. Hammond’s veiled advice, Mirabella understood his underlying message. She watched him with a stoic expression and simply said, “I appreciate your support and guidance.” It was clear that the Prestige College biology professor’s interest in her was due to Mr. Hammond’s influence. A few competitions and exams hardly delved into real research territory. While she didn’t need it, she acknowledged the favor Mr. Hammond had extended to
her.
Mr. Hammond waved a dismissive hand. “If you really want to thank me, just bring home a title from this year’s international competition.”
He wasn’t specifically asking for gold, silver, or bronze – just a place on the podium. Mirabella’s. eyes sparkled with amusement. Mr. Hammond obviously underestimated her, but she didn’t boast. Instead, she humbly replied, “That will be a piece of cake.”
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