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The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 2124

That miserable corner... wasn't that where they stored the janitorial equipment?!

If you sat back there, you wouldn't even be able to see the stage.

It was incredibly insulting!

"..."

The fifteen students sat in silence, tense with nervous energy.

Judging by the dark look on Professor Charlotte's face, they seriously suspected she wanted to punch someone but was fiercely restraining herself.

"..."

Dean Alistair quickly read the room. His face flushed with embarrassment, and he forced a polite smile to smooth things over. "The seating arrangement is indeed wildly inappropriate. I will have them fix this immediately."

"Take your time."

Charlotte sat back down, casually sweeping her gaze over the awkward, standing VIPs, before looking out at the stunned audience below with a relaxed, untouchable aura. "We're in no rush."

After all, they already had premium seats.

Let's see who breaks first.

"Dean, there are literally no other seats available."

The staff coordinator lowered his head, pale as a ghost as he stammered out an excuse. "It was hard enough just finding space for them back there."

"Shut your mouth!" Dean Alistair snapped furiously. "Do you still think The Cabinda University is the same lightweight institution it used to be?"

Did this idiot have any idea how many groundbreaking medical advancements Asclepius and her students had developed since she joined them?!

These fools were nothing but arrogant frogs in a well, judging people strictly by outdated stereotypes!

If Asclepius refused to return next year because of this insult, he would personally make sure heads rolled!

"If there are no seats, you make seats."

The dean was so angry his white hair practically stood on end. His weathered eyes swept the room before he commanded coldly, "Add six chairs to either side of the absolute front row."

The front row?

The coordinator frowned slightly, whispering nervously, "But if we put them in the front, won't they block the view of the elite students?"

The ones already in the front row were from the top-ranked medical universities on the planet.

They were the future titans of the medical world, which was exactly why they had been given priority seating.

"Are you the Dean here, or am I?" Dean Alistair growled, his face dark with warning. "If you can't do your job, you can pack your things and leave right now."

"Yes, sir, right away!"

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