The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 255

Outside the lab, Elara, with her unruly hair that hadn't seen a comb in days, squatted on the ground, her short locks a tangled mess from constant scratching.

Not far behind her stood the head of the lab.

"Elara, we admit the lab's at fault here. We'll straighten things out with the staff. You can't just think about resigning every time something goes wrong!"

Elara's talent in research was well-recognized in the field. Her rise to her current position at such a young age was certainly helped along by the Schnabel family's support, but it was also due to her own hard work and intelligence.

Even among prodigies, Elara stood out!

"I won't approve your resignation! Both personally and for the sake of our country, we need you to stay and shine in your role!" His words were earnest and sincere.

Elara dusted off her hands and stood up, pointing at a formula on the ground. "Boss, I recalculated that data from before, and it's correct."

The head of the lab was taken aback! He thought Elara was just doodling in the dirt out of frustration, cursing those responsible. But she was actually recalculating data?

"Boss, I came here because the lab's research aligns with my expertise, not to get caught up in petty squabbles."

She glanced indifferently at her sweating boss.

"I'm not resigning on a whim. It's just that my sister told me there's no need to put up with nonsense. People were insulting me to my face. Was I not supposed to respond? They're idiots, and I'm supposed to just take it? Why?"

The boss was at a loss for words. Indeed, he had asked Elara to be more tolerant towards the new interns, but wasn’t that just how things work? With Elara's family background, she shouldn't have to bother with those fresh graduates!

Elara kicked her suitcase beside her. "Sorry, but they're older than me! It's their first time being human, and I'm not here to play daddy. If the lab can't handle this, then maybe you're not up to the job."

To openly tell the boss he's incompetent, Elara was the first.

The boss grew angry. "Elara, what do you mean by this? Don't think just because you have the Schnabel family behind you, you can do whatever you want in the scientific community! Those are just newly graduated students; they may be clueless, but why are you acting clueless as well? Our research lab has been turned into a mess. Now come back with me to the meeting, and I might let this slide!"

Elara rolled her eyes.

She saw the Cullinan parked not far away, with Beckett stepping out and walking towards her.

The lab head's gaze flickered. He knew Beckett, but he hadn't expected him to show up over such a trivial matter!

Wasn't Elara just an adopted daughter of the Schnabel family?

Beckett approached, asked no questions, grabbed Elara's suitcase and her hand. "Let's go home."

"Okay!"

As they drove away, leaving the lab head behind without a second glance, Beckett asked, "What happened?"

Elara sniffled, trying to act nonchalant as she shrugged. "A few interns told me to get lost right to my face. No big deal, but they stole my unpublished research data, claiming there were issues with it and that I didn't deserve my position."

These interns, fueled by some brazen background, were extremely offensive in their remarks. They even claimed that Elara was an unwanted child by the Schnabel family, desperate and clinging to them, trying to steal Ms. Schnabel’s belongings. They suggested that her own parents didn't want her and called her a wild child.

After sharing this, Elara hung her head, her voice muffled and low. "Sorry for the trouble, Beckett."

Beckett frowned, his voice stern. "When did this start? How long has it been going on? Why didn't you tell us?"

"It started as soon as I joined the lab. I didn't want to cause any trouble for the family..."

"What do you mean trouble? If you consider me your brother, then don't talk like that! I'll get in touch with your supervisor. I'll handle this!"