Their Mistake, Her Rise - Chapter 117: Chapter 117
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The way Charlie treated Zoe, as if she were someone truly special, stunned the whole family. They had no idea what was going on.
Eunice was so furious she could practically cough up blood. She thought, 'What's up with Charlie today? The moment he got home, he started doting on Zoe, acting warm and enthusiastic.
'Is this the same Charlie who was always so picky, never tolerating even the tiniest flaw?'
Zoe, for her part, totally ignored Charlie's goofy, dog-like antics. She just took the fork the housekeeper handed over, lowered her head, and started eating.
"Only Gerald and Dad haven't come back or met Zoe yet. But Charlie comes home even less often than they do. Since Charlie is home today, everyone, let's eat up and give him a proper welcome," Sean said solemnly.
No matter when he spoke, Sean always had that natural leader's presence.
Clara quickly picked up her fork and started piling food onto Charlie's plate. She said, "Look at you, you've gotten so thin. You must not be eating well out there. Now that you're finally home, eat up, okay? Here, have some more."
Charlie smiled. Then he took the beef Clara had given him and put it onto Zoe's plate instead. He said, "Nothing out there tastes like home, so of course I've lost weight.
"But Zoe's had it way tougher than I, wandering outside for over a decade. She deserves all the good food she can get.
"This is the best meat we have, Zoe. You need to eat more and get your strength back. Just look at you, you're all skin and bones. Come on, eat up, have some more."
Charlie's over-the-top attentiveness left the whole family stunned into silence. Seeing Charlie treat Zoe like this, Eunice clenched her hand tightly under the table.
She thought, 'Why? Damn you, Zoe. You've already taken everything from me, and now you want to steal my brothers' love, too? It's all your fault. If you hadn't come back, I wouldn't be in this mess.'
Unlike everyone else in the Clusian Racing Association, Zoe didn't spend her days at the club practicing. Instead, she stuck to her routine and checked in at the military camp every day.
That day, as Zoe walked out of the camp, she was planning to go see Shawn openly. They were fake-dating; it made perfect sense for her to look for him.
But before she could get far, a group of people came straight toward her and blocked her path.
Sizing up the well-trained group, Zoe's eyes narrowed. She figured they were here to pick a fight and was just about to deal with them.
Before she could make a move, a cheerful voice called out, "Zoe, hope we didn't scare you." It was Joyce, who hadn't been around in ages. She stepped out from behind the group with a big smile.
Joyce explained, "They're my bodyguards. I came to see you today because I've run into a new chemistry problem and was hoping you could help me out. Do you have some time?"
Ever since Joyce got Zoe's help with that last chemistry issue, she'd been holed up in her research and hadn't shown up for a while.
Zoe saw Joyce looking like the old woman who once saved her life on the battlefield, which made it hard for her to say no. She lowered her eyes and said softly, "I'm free now."
Joyce said, "That's wonderful! Why don't we go to my place and talk things over?"
"Hand me the problem. We'll solve it right here," Zoe said, reaching out to Joyce.
Joyce hesitated. She asked, "Right here?"
She thought, 'It is an incredibly important chemistry question. Discussing it in a place like this feels way too casual. What if it takes a long time? This isn't like buying a head of cabbage, something you can just pick up and be done with.'
"What, is that a problem?" Zoe asked as she raised an eyebrow.
"No, not at all. Wherever you say, I'll go along with it," Joyce replied quickly.
Despite being the top Chem Icon in all of Jelonsburg, Joyce was as obedient as a child in front of Zoe, so much so that even her bodyguards were stunned.
Joyce handed over the draft paper with her chemistry problem written on it.
Zoe glanced at it and immediately said, "You want to use hydrogen and oxygen to trigger a chemical explosion and create large-scale artificial rainfall, right?"
Joyce was shocked. She thought, 'It took her less than five seconds to see straight to the heart of the problem.' She asked, "How did you know?"
Zoe continued, "And you're planning to add a reagent to disinfect and kill bacteria, which will help you wipe out harmful germs on a massive scale and drastically reduce the risk of disease.
"But this plan has its pros and cons. If you're not careful, it could easily be turned into a deadly weapon."
In just a few sentences, Zoe had laid bare Joyce's entire plan, along with all its complications and risks.
"Give me the pen. I'll write you a conversion formula," Zoe said, taking the pen from Joyce. In no time, she had written a complete chemical formula on the paper.
Where once the formulas seemed impossible to reconcile, Zoe's simple strokes brought them together seamlessly, resolving every concern Joyce had.
Even though Joyce already knew how brilliant Zoe was, she was still utterly floored. Even after Zoe left, Joyce clutched the casually scribbled sheet of paper as if it were a priceless treasure.
Joyce muttered, "This is unbelievable! After hearing her explanation and seeing that textbook-perfect chemical conversion formula, I feel like everything I learned before is worthless. She's a total genius!"
Joyce rushed off to run the final experiment. She thought, ''If this formula works, it would be a groundbreaking fusion of medicine and chemistry.'
A few days later, the internet was flooded with a piece of news that shocked the world.
It read: [Breaking news: Clusia's Chem Icon, Ms. Joyce Yoder, has made a groundbreaking breakthrough in the new century! She flawlessly combined chemistry and medicine to create medical artificial rain, which has the potential to save countless struggling nations from disease.]
The post had barely gone up when it racked up millions of likes. For Clusia, it was a moment of immense pride. Joyce had once again brought international honor to the country.
As the story continued to trend online, the Jelonsburg bigwigs' group chat exploded with activity.
Matthew said: [Congrats, Joyce! You've done it again, another international award!]
Kevin chimed in: [Joyce, you'll always be my idol. With you in Clusia, our chemistry scene is unbeatable. No one can top us!]
Just then, every bigwig in Jelonsburg got a bombshell message:
Joyce replied: [Don't give me all the credit. The real reason I won this award is because of the girl who saved me last time. She casually jotted down a conversion formula for me, and that's what led to this incredible breakthrough.
[She truly is a once-in-a-generation genius.]
Eunice was so furious she could practically cough up blood. She thought, 'What's up with Charlie today? The moment he got home, he started doting on Zoe, acting warm and enthusiastic.
'Is this the same Charlie who was always so picky, never tolerating even the tiniest flaw?'
Zoe, for her part, totally ignored Charlie's goofy, dog-like antics. She just took the fork the housekeeper handed over, lowered her head, and started eating.
"Only Gerald and Dad haven't come back or met Zoe yet. But Charlie comes home even less often than they do. Since Charlie is home today, everyone, let's eat up and give him a proper welcome," Sean said solemnly.
No matter when he spoke, Sean always had that natural leader's presence.
Clara quickly picked up her fork and started piling food onto Charlie's plate. She said, "Look at you, you've gotten so thin. You must not be eating well out there. Now that you're finally home, eat up, okay? Here, have some more."
Charlie smiled. Then he took the beef Clara had given him and put it onto Zoe's plate instead. He said, "Nothing out there tastes like home, so of course I've lost weight.
"But Zoe's had it way tougher than I, wandering outside for over a decade. She deserves all the good food she can get.
"This is the best meat we have, Zoe. You need to eat more and get your strength back. Just look at you, you're all skin and bones. Come on, eat up, have some more."
Charlie's over-the-top attentiveness left the whole family stunned into silence. Seeing Charlie treat Zoe like this, Eunice clenched her hand tightly under the table.
She thought, 'Why? Damn you, Zoe. You've already taken everything from me, and now you want to steal my brothers' love, too? It's all your fault. If you hadn't come back, I wouldn't be in this mess.'
Unlike everyone else in the Clusian Racing Association, Zoe didn't spend her days at the club practicing. Instead, she stuck to her routine and checked in at the military camp every day.
That day, as Zoe walked out of the camp, she was planning to go see Shawn openly. They were fake-dating; it made perfect sense for her to look for him.
But before she could get far, a group of people came straight toward her and blocked her path.
Sizing up the well-trained group, Zoe's eyes narrowed. She figured they were here to pick a fight and was just about to deal with them.
Before she could make a move, a cheerful voice called out, "Zoe, hope we didn't scare you." It was Joyce, who hadn't been around in ages. She stepped out from behind the group with a big smile.
Joyce explained, "They're my bodyguards. I came to see you today because I've run into a new chemistry problem and was hoping you could help me out. Do you have some time?"
Ever since Joyce got Zoe's help with that last chemistry issue, she'd been holed up in her research and hadn't shown up for a while.
Zoe saw Joyce looking like the old woman who once saved her life on the battlefield, which made it hard for her to say no. She lowered her eyes and said softly, "I'm free now."
Joyce said, "That's wonderful! Why don't we go to my place and talk things over?"
"Hand me the problem. We'll solve it right here," Zoe said, reaching out to Joyce.
Joyce hesitated. She asked, "Right here?"
She thought, 'It is an incredibly important chemistry question. Discussing it in a place like this feels way too casual. What if it takes a long time? This isn't like buying a head of cabbage, something you can just pick up and be done with.'
"What, is that a problem?" Zoe asked as she raised an eyebrow.
"No, not at all. Wherever you say, I'll go along with it," Joyce replied quickly.
Despite being the top Chem Icon in all of Jelonsburg, Joyce was as obedient as a child in front of Zoe, so much so that even her bodyguards were stunned.
Joyce handed over the draft paper with her chemistry problem written on it.
Zoe glanced at it and immediately said, "You want to use hydrogen and oxygen to trigger a chemical explosion and create large-scale artificial rainfall, right?"
Joyce was shocked. She thought, 'It took her less than five seconds to see straight to the heart of the problem.' She asked, "How did you know?"
Zoe continued, "And you're planning to add a reagent to disinfect and kill bacteria, which will help you wipe out harmful germs on a massive scale and drastically reduce the risk of disease.
"But this plan has its pros and cons. If you're not careful, it could easily be turned into a deadly weapon."
In just a few sentences, Zoe had laid bare Joyce's entire plan, along with all its complications and risks.
"Give me the pen. I'll write you a conversion formula," Zoe said, taking the pen from Joyce. In no time, she had written a complete chemical formula on the paper.
Where once the formulas seemed impossible to reconcile, Zoe's simple strokes brought them together seamlessly, resolving every concern Joyce had.
Even though Joyce already knew how brilliant Zoe was, she was still utterly floored. Even after Zoe left, Joyce clutched the casually scribbled sheet of paper as if it were a priceless treasure.
Joyce muttered, "This is unbelievable! After hearing her explanation and seeing that textbook-perfect chemical conversion formula, I feel like everything I learned before is worthless. She's a total genius!"
Joyce rushed off to run the final experiment. She thought, ''If this formula works, it would be a groundbreaking fusion of medicine and chemistry.'
A few days later, the internet was flooded with a piece of news that shocked the world.
It read: [Breaking news: Clusia's Chem Icon, Ms. Joyce Yoder, has made a groundbreaking breakthrough in the new century! She flawlessly combined chemistry and medicine to create medical artificial rain, which has the potential to save countless struggling nations from disease.]
The post had barely gone up when it racked up millions of likes. For Clusia, it was a moment of immense pride. Joyce had once again brought international honor to the country.
As the story continued to trend online, the Jelonsburg bigwigs' group chat exploded with activity.
Matthew said: [Congrats, Joyce! You've done it again, another international award!]
Kevin chimed in: [Joyce, you'll always be my idol. With you in Clusia, our chemistry scene is unbeatable. No one can top us!]
Just then, every bigwig in Jelonsburg got a bombshell message:
Joyce replied: [Don't give me all the credit. The real reason I won this award is because of the girl who saved me last time. She casually jotted down a conversion formula for me, and that's what led to this incredible breakthrough.
[She truly is a once-in-a-generation genius.]
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