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nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

nPhoebe comforted him. “Dad, don’t be angry, Claire’s personality is a bit… strange, but we can’t blame her for that. It may be related to her childhood education. After all, she grew up in the countryside, where many people are illiterate…”

nShe seemed to be defending Claire, but every word of hers was demeaning her.

nBack to the bedroom.

nPhoebe sat at the desk, and picked up the phone. She opened the photo in the album, her heart beating fiercely.

nThe Mathematical Olympiad was difficult indeed. Even if it was just the preliminary round, the problem was very difficult.

nShe took out paper and pen and carefully studied the answer to the problem.

nUnder the light, her eyes suddenly widened and were gradually filled with shock.

nWow!

nThe problem-solving method in this photo was perfect!

nSo perfect that she even shuddered.

nWhat kind of genius could come up with such an ingenious way?

nThe twists and turns of the method to solve the Mathematical Olympiad problem were even more exciting than a movie, and she couldn’t help admiring it.

nIf she could take this as her own…

nPhoebe clutched the phone abruptly, her palms wet and her eyes glowing.

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nEarly in the morning, Ada was carrying a suitcase, full of worries for her beloved daughter. “There are snacks in it. If you are hungry, you can eat some. I heard that it’s hot during the day and cold at night in Los Angeles. So I put a coat in the suitcase. Wear more at night.”

nPhoebe pulled the car door open and urged her. “Mom, I won’t be able to catch the flight if I don’t leave now.”

nClaire walked out the door slowly. For the first time, she was wearing a long dress today, and her long seaweed-like hair was not tied up but scattered on her snow-white shoulders, setting off her long graceful neck.

nShe was bewitchingly beautiful.

nThe breeze blew up her dress, revealing her legs, slender and straight.

nAda was a little surprised.

nClaire always dressed casually, and she had never discovered before that this girl’s appearance was so superior.

nIf she stood with Phoebe, she would look more like the daughter of the Smiths than Phoebe.

n“Claire, are you going to take a plane? I’ll take you to the airport.” Ada said.

n“No need.”

nClaire refused flatly and got into a rental car.

nCenter Building.

nClaire took the elevator to the top roof on the fiftieth floor.

nAlong with the loud buzz, the propeller shattered the clouds on the horizon, and a helicopter landed slowly.

nIn the gusty wind, her hair dancing wildly and her dress fluttering, she, like a blooming rose, was noble and glamorous.

nA man in a black trench coat walked up to Claire and said respectfully, “Miss Mansi, please get on the plane.”

nLos Angeles.

nUpon arriving at the hotel, Claire put down her luggage. She took out the Doraemon doll and amulet from it, and placed them beside the bed.

nThe next day, she went to the competition venue.

nAdam arrived at the same time.

nThe two walked into the venue and pushed open the door of the reception room. Inside were a man and a woman, Garrett Wilson and Natalia Davis, who were also the examiners this time.

nSeeing Claire and Adam, they got up to greet them.

nThey were all old friends, so they just briefly exchanged some pleasantries.

nGarrett smiled at Claire and jested. “Mansi, why do you wear a mask and sunglasses every time I see you? Until now, I don’t know what you look like. Are you too beautiful or too ugly?”

nAdam put his arm around Claire’s shoulders. “She’s stunningly beautiful.”

nGarrett spread his hands, not convinced. “Even Old Adam knows what you look like, but I haven’t seen you yet.”

nClaire didn’t say anything.

nShe had always been taciturn.

nOthers were long used to it.

nAt ten o’clock in the morning, the preliminary round began.

nParticipating students were arranged in the same classroom with only one test question, which shall be completed within a limited time.

nInstead of invigilating the exam, Claire and the others sat in the meeting room next door, waiting to mark the test papers.

nIn the classroom.

nWhen Phoebe got the test paper, she looked at the familiar question on the paper, and her eyebrows twitched.

nSure enough, it was that math problem.

nShe picked up the pen and wrote the answer already printed in her mind without hesitation.

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