Chapter 1641: Chapter 1641

Chapter 1641:

“Even though I’m not well-regarded right now, I can assure you that having me on your side is no small matter!” Elva declared, draping her right arm around Harlee’s shoulders reassuringly.

“Don’t worry. Finding out who’s behind these rumors will take just a few minutes if I put my mind to it.”

Harlee remained still, allowing Elva to rest her hand on her shoulder. A playful smile tugged at Harlee’s lips.

Harlee found Elva, her future sister-in-law, somewhat different from what she had envisioned, yet Elva still appealed to her tastes.

Elva said confidently, “Honestly, I don’t even need to dig around to know who’s gossiping about me. It’s simply because I’m young and have already discovered a new antibiotic, while they’re still aimlessly toiling in their labs. How pathetic of them.”

With a solemn nod, Elva added, “If slandering me makes their lives any easier, I’m more than willing to be their scapegoat. After all, I’ll be returning to serve my country next year. Consider it a preemptive act of kindness on my part.”

Harlee’s expression remained composed, her lips curving into an enigmatic smile. Her deep, dark eyes were contemplative, giving nothing away. She gently lifted Elva’s hand from her shoulder, saying softly, “Yes, they are quite pathetic.”

Elva’s cheeks warmed at Harlee’s affirmation, and she unconsciously touched her nose, a flush of excitement visible. Well, this was the first time someone had agreed with her perspective.

Leaning in, Elva inquired, “Are you a new graduate student? Why haven’t I seen you around before?”

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Harlee’s half-smile deepened, her eyes glinting with a hint of mischief as she replied casually, “No, I’m just here to assist a friend.”

Elva glanced around to ensure they wouldn’t be overheard and whispered, “Then you must keep your friend’s identity a secret. I wouldn’t want her to be tarnished by association with me.”

Elva assumed Harlee was attending the lecture on behalf of a friend. Harlee simply nodded, her expression unreadable. Would Fleming be affected by this association? Perhaps he might even enjoy it.

After a moment of thought, Elva pulled out her phone, scrolled through it briefly, and then showed it to Harlee.

“Look, this is our school’s forum, filled with slurs against me. You must never disclose your friend’s name. It’s far too risky.”

As Elva refreshed the page, new derogatory posts about her—and now Harlee—appeared.

Elva gave a small, embarrassed smile.

“I’m sorry you’re getting dragged into this mess because of me. But don’t worry. I’m tough. I can handle it,” she said as her voice trailed off.

Fingers flew over the keyboard, crafting responses to each troll targeting Harlee, while she casually ignored the comments directed at herself.

Harlee narrowed her eyes, observing the vitriolic posts and heated comments on Elva’s phone. Her gaze deepened, her expression turning ominously dark. Elva, engrossed in her digital counterattacks, failed to notice Harlee’s shifting demeanor.

A chilling intensity flickered in Harlee’s eyes. She pulled out her phone, her fingers moving swiftly.

More than ten minutes later, Harlee stowed her phone away and looked over at Elva, who was still fervently typing away.

Harlee smiled gently, her features softening.

“Don’t worry about it. It’ll all blow over soon.”

Before Elva could grasp Harlee’s meaning, she glanced down to see a warning on the forum, now free of those derogatory comments.

“The Internet is not a lawless place. Be careful of what you say.”

Stunned, Elva blinked, her confusion palpable.

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