Chapter 1818

Chapter 1818 Catch A Ride

Yes, how can we stay ahead of them?

Seated atop the stage, Andy suddenly sighed.

“Good question. This brings me to my next point: talent!”

“I know that it's not appropriate to talk about this at university where meritocracy is the norm,” he

continued with a wink, “but we have to admit that it plays a role. Some people, like this friend of

mine, are able to spot innocuous clues at a glance.”

At the sudden mention of his friend with such prophetic abilities, the students in the hall began to

engage in a buzz of speculations. They were eager to learn the identity of such a talented individual.

Susan was one of them.

“She is a woman,” Andy proclaimed, smiling with pride and nostalgia. “A decade younger than me,

but what a talent she had for financial forecasting. In fact, she predicted the famous oil riot in

Zaewora and made me a fortune.”

The mysterious introduction only served to excite the students even more.

"Who is she, Professor? Where is she working now? Is there any chance of her giving a lecture?”

Andy chuckled.

"She's retired from public life and is very happy remaining home with her husband and children.

Even I am unable to make an appointment with her,” he remarked only half-jokingly.

It's true. She's a powerful woman now. I'm not even qualified to shine her shoes.

The lecture lasted a full two hours. The sun was already disappearing down the western horizon

when the trio emerged from the lecture hall.

“This professor is really something, lan,” Susan exclaimed as she went over her notes again. “He

talks about these things that our syllabus never covers. Even a student of finance and accounting

such as myself found it enlightening.”

lan merely nodded without comment.

On the other hand, Zaylynn nodded off during the lecture. Eager to participate in the conversation

as she was, she found herself lost in their jargon.

“I found it interesting too,” she chimed in. “Especially the part about his friend. It shocked me to

hear about such powerful women in the world today!”

Susan nodded vigorously in agreement.

lan made a surprising response to that. “He'd exaggerated a little. Though he did make a fortune

from the oil riot back then, he had forced the person to do it for him.”

The girls stared at him with their mouths wide open.

“How do you know?"

“Because that friend he spoke of is my mother,” lan remarked casually before striding ahead with his

schoolbag on his back, leaving the girls behind thunderstruck by his proclamation that was uttered

with as much enthusiasm as if it had been a statement of fact.

His mother!

Susan was in complete awe. Right before they were about to exit the gate of the university on their

way to dinner, she suddenly remembered. “Was your mother ever in Hayes Corporation?”

"Of course,” lan answered. “She used to be the director of the operational department.”

I never knew Sasha to be as well-versed in finance as in medicine! That explains how her son

managed to complete the building project so beautifully at only seventeen years of age. He has

great genes.

“Wait a minute. Where are you guys going?” Zaylynn cried. Keen not to be left behind, she stamped

her feet before hurrying up to them. “Can I come along? I did reserve a seat for you today, didn't 17

It was hard work, you know.”

Though lan frowned at the intrusion, Susan readily agreed.

“The more the merrier, Zaylynn. We're having KFC for dinner, is that all right with you?”

"Of course,” Zaylynn said at once. “I'm not picky.”

Waving her chauffeur away, she hopped on a bicycle like the others and set off with Susan and lan.

The warm hues of the sunset made the scenery surrounding the campus look as though it had been

kissed by fire. Engulfing the entire city in yellow and orange, the setting sun cast elongated shadows

of the trio onto the road they made their way to dinner amidst yells and jests of youth.

Unbeknownst to them, a figure appeared behind them after they left.

With a stack of books in her arms, the figure stood there expressionlessly as she watched them

leave. The unsettling aura her presence emitted caused those who passed by shudder involuntarily

as they gave her a wide berth.

Why does this girl look so scary?

"Hello, Yasmin. What are you doing here? Are you getting ready for work again?”

The sudden mention of her name in a voice laced with concern appeared beside her.

The speaker was the secretary of the student council, Jacques.

Yasmin withdrew her gaze and looked at him with its hostility retracted.

“Where are you going, Jacques?”

“I was just about to head home. Would you like a ride?”

Jacques was a local who lived with his upper-middle-class family. Upon being told by Yasmin that

she was working part-time, he took pity on her and offered to drop her at her workplace.q