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With the public eager to know the truth, hundreds of millions of viewers tuned in to the summit’s live stream.
People believed there were three things in this world that could never be taken away from a person the food one had ingested, one’s hopes and dreams, and lastly, one’s mind.
The third thing referred to intelligence, knowledge, and the ability to reason and think–which was what my battle plan relied
upon.
Lyle had all the experiment data. Thus, he could claim he was the reason our research had a breakthrough. However, he didn’t know the reasoning and considerations behind the experiment’s progression.
It was similar to solving a math problem. Those who didn’t know how to solve it could copy the answer, but they would never be able to explain the steps involved.
Hence, I intended to use this principle to prove I was the one who led the research team while he was just a poser.
To do so, I had arranged for Lyle and I to be questioned on our research and experiment.
The summit was attended by top experts in the scientific research field. From among them , I invited authority figures in the field to do the questioning in order to make it more convincing.
If I could answer all of their questions and Lyle couldn’t , then there wouldn’t be anything more to say.
Lyle paled when he learned of my plan. He tried to make excuses to get out of it , claiming he couldn’t think properly because of his injury.
Unfortunately for him, I had also prepared for this.
I had consulted expert doctors from various leading hospitals, who all confirmed he hadn’t suffered any brain damage. Besides, if the research project really was his brainchild, he would still be able to explain it as long as he wasn’t brain–dead.
Lyle wanted to protest further but couldn’t think of any other excuses. Thus, he could only bite the bullet and go through with it. As it turned out, my plan was effective, and the result was clear–cut
Lyle barely answered any of the questions, while I could answer all of them. Through this, I had proven I was the true leader of our research project. At that point, I didn’t need to do anything else to clear my name.
I had defeated Lyle. There was nothing more he could do or say to prove his baseless claims.
Knowing this, Lyle instantly lost it.
“Why! Why is it always you?” he yelled. “We were working so hard on the project while you were off playing housewife. We couldn’t make any progress for four years. Yet, you managed to figure it out as soon as you came back. How? It’s not fair!”
Lyle had been called a gifted child growing up. Yet, to him, our research project had seemed unsolvable. However, I had figured it out instantly, even though I had taken a four–year hiatus from my studies. It felt, to him, like god was playing favorites.
To put it plainly, Lyle had smeared my name because he was jealous. He felt that life was unfair. However, that was just how the world was.
He was already smarter, more capable, and living a better life than most people. And just like how he was better than some,
there were also others who were better than him.
Later that night, at Hardwell Manor, Timothy had just laid down on the bed when the door to his bedroom oper Hardwell entered with a pillow in her arms. Seeing this, Irvin wanted to get up but couldn’t.
Mrs.
Unaware of his struggle, Mrs. Hardwell walked closer to him with a smile.
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“Your mother told me you fainted when no one was around , Tim. She said it was too dangerous for you to be alone, so from today on , we have to sleep together,” she said.
Placing her pillow next to his, she started to lift his blanket so she could crawl into his bed.