She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 733

Refusing to be ignored, Jethro raised his voice, making sure everyone around could hear. "What's wrong? Hit a nerve? Too scared to even answer back? I suggest you leave while you can. It's nothing but professional performances and expert judging from here on out. Those random buzzwords you memorized won't save you here. Don't humiliate yourself."

His little group of sycophantic underclassmen snickered on cue. But what made Loyce's gaze sharpen slightly was the person standing next to Jethro—Hallie, the administrative staff member from yesterday.

Hallie was dressed a bit more formally today, though she looked haggard. Her eyes darted away, avoiding Loyce's gaze.

Hearing Jethro's taunts, a complicated look crossed her face, but she didn't say a word. She just stepped closer to Jethro, as if using him as a shield.

Noticing her movement, Jethro's eyes glinted. He leaned in and whispered in a tone of faux-concern. "Hallie, honestly, dealing with these talentless D-Tier students all day is beneath you. Didn't you mention your father has some serious connections? Why suffer here? I've got a relative who's the vice dean of the medical school at the University of Cologne. It's heavily medical, sure, but they have a cross-disciplinary research center for art therapy and neuroscience. They need someone with your background and arts management skills. Cologne's reputation is just as good as ours, and it's way more practical. No pretentious 'artistic temperaments' to deal with."

Hallie's eyes instantly lit up. That was a school even her father hadn't been able to get her into; the requirements were so strict she hadn't even qualified to apply. And now, she could just walk right in?

Seeing her waver, Jethro sneered inwardly but kept his expression earnest. "I'm totally serious. As long as my assessment goes smoothly today and I keep my Tier-S status—or even rank higher—I'll just say the word to him. Recommending you for a research fellow or admin director position is a piece of cake. All you have to do is help me kick this Loyce girl out. Make it ugly."

Hallie's breathing hitched. She looked at Loyce again. This was the woman who had ruined her life back home, forcing her to flee the country just to continue her career. And clearly, she wasn't the only one who hated her. If this S-Tier student could effortlessly get her into Cologne, his family had to be incredibly powerful—perhaps even Englorian nobility.

Why else would everyone suck up to him?

Loyce, you might have thrown your weight around back in Harmony Country as the billionaire heiress, but this is foreign soil. You have zero power here.

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