Chapter 1698: Chapter 1698

Chapter 1698:

Harlee reached Elva, raised an eyebrow, and smiled.

“Let’s head to your lecture, and then we can grab that lunch.”

Harlee’s standing beside Elva seemed to calm the onlookers somewhat, but the atmosphere remained charged with curiosity and caution. After all, college students loved to gossip.

Elva grasped Harlee’s hand, glanced around at the staring faces, and whispered, “Maybe we should reschedule. Just look at them. It’s like they’re ready to devour us.”

Harlee confidently took Elva’s hand and walked toward the university auditorium, casually saying, “It’s okay. They wouldn’t dare.”

Elva gave Harlee a blank look before nodding solemnly. Indeed, no one dared to challenge Harlee—her strength was undeniable!

The president observed Harlee seated indifferently, not even acknowledging his presence. Far from taking offense, his smile deepened, almost appearing obsequious. He took the initiative to greet Harlee.

“Ms. Sanderson, do you have any suggestions for improving the Biology Department’s lectures at Uwhor University?”

Harlee looked up, her expression blank and detached.

“No.”

Her voice was icy, clearly disinterested in any association with Uwhor University.

Harlee’s dismissive response took the gathered students aback. This was the long-serving president of Uwhor University, and Harlee’s demeanor was startlingly aloof. Moreover, the president was actually seeking input from Harlee, a native of Mogluylia, on the university’s Biology Department lectures. Was this real, or had the president lost his senses? Was he unaware that Mechuique’s online community had branded her as the most formidable person to approach?

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Yet, the president smiled, unfazed by her curt refusal. He had anticipated her arrival and had come specifically to ingratiate himself.

“Ms. Sanderson, today’s guest lecturer is Errol Happer,” he whispered, ensuring only Harlee and Elva could hear.

“He recently donated a building to the university, claiming he wanted to try his hand at lecturing.”

After learning about Harlee’s impressive credentials, the president was keen to make this special visit to gain her favor. After all, becoming a doctor at the top Mechuique university by the age of twenty was no small feat. She was undoubtedly more formidable than he had initially thought. Securing her goodwill could only be beneficial.

However, the president was uncertain about Errol’s motives for suddenly donating a building and then opting to lecture at the Biology Department. If Errol’s target was Harlee’s friend, Elva, it seemed illogical, considering Elva had only known Harlee for a short time.

After mulling it over, the president resolved to assist Harlee without alienating Errol. His role was to demonstrate goodwill toward Harlee while the outcome was beyond his control.

At the mention of Errol, Harlee’s eyes narrowed slightly, a severe glint flashing briefly. Her gaze was piercing, as if she were sizing up an adversary, ready to strike if provoked.

However, Harlee’s stern expression was fleeting, and the president didn’t catch it.

Harlee composed herself, her lips curling slightly as she turned to look at the president. She remained silent, but her penetrating gaze seemed to see right through him.

Feeling uneasy under her scrutiny, the president let out an awkward chuckle and hastily excused himself from the auditorium. Harlee’s intense gaze had confirmed what his old classmate had warned him about. She was not someone to be taken lightly.

After the president departed, the auditorium fell into a tense silence. The students were visibly more intimidated by Harlee now. Initially, there had been some whispers among the braver souls, but now, silence prevailed. No one wanted to risk Harlee’s ire and face public humiliation like Nola and Celine had.

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