"You sly fox, trying to steal her first!" Another industry titan shoved his way forward, desperate not to be left behind. "Miss Lancaster, I represent the Elyndor Computing Association. Would you consider joining us? We bring true glory to our country—"
"This is a competition, not a job fair! Miss Lancaster, come to my research institute. Name your price!"
"Serena, here is my card. We are absolutely desperate for a mind like yours!"
One by one, the elite executives and professors—men and women who usually demanded absolute deference—swarmed Serena like rabid fans.
Their voices were filled with desperate sincerity.
Anyone watching knew this wasn't an act.
These were national-level VIPs.
To claim they had all been bribed by Serena was sheer lunacy. Besides, Bianca had spent the whole morning screaming that The Hope Initiative was a bunch of broke charity cases. Where would they have gotten the money to pay off an entire board of billionaires and officials?
Bianca's hysterical accusations only drew more laughter and contempt from the crowd.
Through it all, Serena remained perfectly still in her ergonomic chair, an aura of casual indifference radiating from her.
She finally looked up at the desperate executives and offered a faint, unapologetic smile. "Sorry, not interested. I'm busy."
"Stop pretending you're so superior!" Bianca screamed, unable to stomach Serena's effortless cool.
Her chest heaved, her eyes wide with unhinged fury. "There is no way she didn't cheat! You all took her dirty money—"
"Bianca, stop!"
Isabella grabbed Bianca's arm, dropping her voice to a frantic whisper. She looked terrified. "Don't do this. If you keep pushing, you'll drag us all down. Do you want The Dreamscape Initiative to be thrown out of the arena right now?"
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