She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 730

"Sounds good," Loyce smiled softly. "Let's eat."

Halfway through the meal, Dennis suddenly looked up. "Are you free tomorrow?"

"Why?" Loyce asked.

"We're holding the music department's grading assessments tomorrow. How about you drop in as a guest judge? I guarantee your ear is sharper than half the faculty's." Afraid she might decline, he quickly added, "It's just ranking the students. You barely have to do anything. Just listen to the performances and slap a Tier-A, B, C, or D on a piece of paper."

"The academy's official tier exams?"

"Exactly," Dennis nodded. "Before every semester kicks off, we hold an evaluation. The prodigies move up, the slackers drop down. It's a motivational whip. The academy has run on this system for a century."

Loyce initially wanted to pass, feeling it wasn't really her place to meddle in his faculty's affairs. But seeing the hopeful, almost pleading look in the old man's eyes, she couldn't say no. After a brief pause, she caved. "Alright. I'll drop by and give some pointers."

"Oh, one more thing," Dennis said, remembering a crucial detail. "That young lead designer from your Bloomberry brand? She checked in for enrollment. But we mandate physicals for all incoming students, and the results showed she's pregnant. Did you know about this?"

"I know. Keep a close eye on her for me," Loyce lowered her voice. "Make sure absolutely nothing happens to her, and keep it strictly confidential. She's carrying my brother Hank's child, and he has no idea."

Dennis gasped, his eyes going wide. "Hank? That absolute playboy? Does he not want the kid? That's going to ruin the poor girl's life!"

Loyce shook her head. "Hank might look like a trainwreck from the outside, but he treats Giselle differently. He honestly just doesn't know she's pregnant yet. Please just look out for her. After all, I'll be calling her my sister-in-law eventually."

Dennis took a massive gulp of his drink to process the gossip, then nodded firmly. "Consider it done. I'll personally make sure Gordon Lonsdale's great-grandchild is heavily guarded."

Outside the restaurant, a group of exhausted students dragged their feet down the commercial district.

"I swear, if we don't find some decent food after barely escaping Dr. Bonick's lab for a half-day break, I'm going to actually lose my mind."

The group groaned in unison. "Biological research is going to put me in an early grave."

"Angela? Why did you stop?" One of the guys turned back when he realized their friend had frozen on the sidewalk.

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