“Let’s go.”
Dr. Varn could barely contain his excitement—he was about to meet his idol in person! He had a dozen questions about technology he was dying to discuss with Phoenix YC.
Eugene hurried to catch up with Dr. Varn, and together they made their way to the car. Mason had just stepped out as well.
“Where’s the boss?”
“Where’s the legend?”
Their voices overlapped in anxious anticipation—Eugene’s and Dr. Varn’s mingling in the cool morning air.
Mason licked his lips, trying to suppress a smile. “Dr. Varn, Eugene, she’s right in the car. But just so you know… be prepared. The boss is very young.”
With that, he opened the back door. “We’re here, boss.”
Anthea Yeager stepped gracefully from the car.
Mason quickly made the introductions. “Boss, let me introduce my colleague—Eugene, but you can just call him Oakley Bingham. And this is Dr. Varn, a pillar of our field. Eugene, Dr. Varn, this is Phoenix YC.”
The words seemed to hang in the air.
Eugene and Dr. Varn both stared, utterly speechless.
The young woman before them looked no older than nineteen. She was strikingly beautiful, but looks meant nothing in their world. This wasn’t show business—it was the world of science and technology, where faces didn’t matter and every trailblazer had at least a Ph.D.
This girl barely looked old enough to be a college freshman.
The disbelief in Dr. Varn and Eugene’s faces mirrored exactly how Mason had felt when he met Anthea at the airport.
It was Eugene who finally found his voice. “Come on, Mason. You can’t be serious.”
She was just too young! There was no way this girl could be Phoenix YC. Mason had to be playing a prank.
But Mason’s expression was earnest. “I’m not joking,” he said quietly. “She really is Phoenix YC.”
The group fell into an uneasy silence.
Could it really be her?
Eugene shot Mason a look, silently urging him to drop the act, but Mason just shook his head, his face deadly serious.
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