Betrayed, Then Back For Blood - Chapter 52: Chapter 52
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Alexia: [No problem. Let's take the order with the highest heat on the list—the one to find Tristan. They're starting the price at 9 million dollars, and it can be increased based on the accuracy of the information provided.]
Briar: [Are you serious?]
Alexia chuckled. [Don't be reluctant. Besides, the person who placed the order is Dasmiecian. You're the best person to earn this money.]
Briar rubbed her temples. [You know Tristan is my master. How could I sell his information?]
Alexia: [That's where you're wrong. As an apprentice, you know more, don't you? Anyway, the information you provide won't be Tristan's final whereabouts. Once you get the money, you can split it with Tristan. He'll be more than happy.]
Briar: [You're really cunning.]
'Indeed, merchants are all the same. She's way too good at this,' Briar thought to herself.
In the end, Briar still didn't agree and chose another order instead. It was a software security tracking job—easy, simple, and not time-consuming. She would help the client sort it out tomorrow.
"Which department are you from? Why are you alone in our lab?" a voice suddenly rang out.
The lab door was pushed open from the outside, and a man in his fifties with half-gray hair and wearing old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses walked in.
He probably came to get something but was surprised to see someone here, and a stranger at that. He looked at Briar warily.
Every lab has rules, and it's not allowed for just anyone to enter. The various instruments and research data in the lab are confidential until the experiments are successful.
As soon as the man spoke, Briar quickly closed the webpage and restored her phone to its original state. She looked at the name on the badge hanging from his chest, Jewell Morphew, the professor Frank and the others had mentioned.
"Professor Morphew, I'm a freshman in the Traditional Medicine Department this year. My name is Briar Jennings, and I'm a new member of the research group." Briar stood up and showed him her badge, which had the same design as Jewell's.
Jewell pushed his glasses up his nose, checked the number and name on the badge, and nodded. "Why aren't you in class?"
Briar replied, "I don't have any classes this afternoon, so I stayed here."
Jewell said, "Alright, then take out the experimental data reports from the cabinet behind you and familiarize yourself with them. Spend less time on your phone."
"Okay." Briar obediently took out a stack of reports and placed them on the office desk under Jewell's watchful eye.
Jewell was satisfied with Briar's compliance, got what he needed, and left.
As soon as Jewell was gone, Briar tossed the reports aside and picked up her phone again.
There was no way she was going to read those reports. The traditional medicine experiments the research group was working on were all old news to her. She might as well play some games.
In the evening, after school, Beatrice sat at the dining table and casually mentioned, "Mom, Briar really made a splash on our school forum today."
"She's only been at Shoneport University for one day. What kind of splash could she make?" Halle was almost exasperated. They still couldn't figure out who had helped Briar get into Shoneport University.
Anyone with connections to get someone into Shoneport University must have assets worth at least billions of dollars or be a powerful figure. But how could Briar possibly know someone like that?
Briar: [Are you serious?]
Alexia chuckled. [Don't be reluctant. Besides, the person who placed the order is Dasmiecian. You're the best person to earn this money.]
Briar rubbed her temples. [You know Tristan is my master. How could I sell his information?]
Alexia: [That's where you're wrong. As an apprentice, you know more, don't you? Anyway, the information you provide won't be Tristan's final whereabouts. Once you get the money, you can split it with Tristan. He'll be more than happy.]
Briar: [You're really cunning.]
'Indeed, merchants are all the same. She's way too good at this,' Briar thought to herself.
In the end, Briar still didn't agree and chose another order instead. It was a software security tracking job—easy, simple, and not time-consuming. She would help the client sort it out tomorrow.
"Which department are you from? Why are you alone in our lab?" a voice suddenly rang out.
The lab door was pushed open from the outside, and a man in his fifties with half-gray hair and wearing old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses walked in.
He probably came to get something but was surprised to see someone here, and a stranger at that. He looked at Briar warily.
Every lab has rules, and it's not allowed for just anyone to enter. The various instruments and research data in the lab are confidential until the experiments are successful.
As soon as the man spoke, Briar quickly closed the webpage and restored her phone to its original state. She looked at the name on the badge hanging from his chest, Jewell Morphew, the professor Frank and the others had mentioned.
"Professor Morphew, I'm a freshman in the Traditional Medicine Department this year. My name is Briar Jennings, and I'm a new member of the research group." Briar stood up and showed him her badge, which had the same design as Jewell's.
Jewell pushed his glasses up his nose, checked the number and name on the badge, and nodded. "Why aren't you in class?"
Briar replied, "I don't have any classes this afternoon, so I stayed here."
Jewell said, "Alright, then take out the experimental data reports from the cabinet behind you and familiarize yourself with them. Spend less time on your phone."
"Okay." Briar obediently took out a stack of reports and placed them on the office desk under Jewell's watchful eye.
Jewell was satisfied with Briar's compliance, got what he needed, and left.
As soon as Jewell was gone, Briar tossed the reports aside and picked up her phone again.
There was no way she was going to read those reports. The traditional medicine experiments the research group was working on were all old news to her. She might as well play some games.
In the evening, after school, Beatrice sat at the dining table and casually mentioned, "Mom, Briar really made a splash on our school forum today."
"She's only been at Shoneport University for one day. What kind of splash could she make?" Halle was almost exasperated. They still couldn't figure out who had helped Briar get into Shoneport University.
Anyone with connections to get someone into Shoneport University must have assets worth at least billions of dollars or be a powerful figure. But how could Briar possibly know someone like that?
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