She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 234

Without a moment's hesitation, Giselle replied, “I’m going to the study.” She turned and left.

Hallie scoffed and spun around. “Fine. Everyone else, get in here. Your midterms are coming up. We’ll see what kind of amazing scores your friend Giselle gets then.”

Cyrilla continued to flatter her. “It’s impossible, of course. I actually looked up Loyce’s high school records. She was at the bottom of her class every year and only got into medical school through some special admissions program. You can imagine how much of that was due to her family pulling strings to get her in.”

Hallie took a sip of her coffee, her expression dismissive. “Whatever. Let’s just respect her choices and move on. My focus is on you girls. I’ll make sure you all see huge improvements on your midterms.”

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Meanwhile, in the study, Giselle diligently worked through her assignments, following Loyce’s instructions to the letter.

Right on schedule, Loyce arrived. As she pushed open the door, she found Giselle chewing on her pen cap, stumped by a physics problem.

“Stuck on this one?” Loyce asked, pulling up a chair and glancing at the question. Without even looking at a textbook, she tapped the problem with her finger. “Write down the formula for magnetic field strength.”

Giselle quickly jotted it down, but Loyce shook her head. “Wrong approach.” She took the scratch paper and sketched a simple model in three quick strokes. “Look here. The trajectory of an electron in a magnetic field isn’t a straight line…”

The pen scratched against the paper, and Giselle’s eyes suddenly widened in amazement. Using only basic high school principles, Loyce had derived a simplified solution she had never seen before.

“Oh my god!” Giselle exclaimed. “My teacher made us use seven different equations to solve this…”

“A lot of teachers just follow the textbook,” Loyce said, flipping to the math section. “This trigonometry problem… you’re getting bogged down by the law of cosines, aren’t you?”

Giselle nodded, blushing.

Loyce tapped her gently on the forehead with her pen. “Look up.”

Outside, the branches of a sycamore tree crisscrossed, casting distinct shadows in the moonlight. Loyce pointed to one of them. “That’s a natural sine wave. Remember, math isn’t about memorization; it’s the language we use to observe the world.”

Two hours flew by. When Loyce closed her notebook, Giselle realized with a jolt that she had just solved a competition-level problem her teacher had called ‘beyond the curriculum.’

“Bring your chemistry notes tomorrow,” Loyce said as she stood up, tossing a small vial onto the desk. “Take one of these before bed. It’ll help with your memory.”

Giselle opened it curiously. Inside were several pills that glowed with a faint blue light, simple enhancement capsules made from ‘Frost Peppermint’ and other agents.

Zeke may have been an old man in the twilight of his life, but the lethal authority he carried from his time on the battlefield was still palpable. He said slowly, “Let’s wait for my grandson to return before we discuss this.”

Jasmine had brought several soldiers with her, a clear sign she intended to retrieve the machine that day, one way or another. She paused for a moment, then gestured for her men to wait outside.

Once they were alone, she lowered her voice. “I’ve always been on Lucian’s side, and I know the difficulties he’s facing. But this involves multiple parties; it’s not a decision I can make alone.”

Zeke sensed she was about to make a proposition. “So?”

Jasmine feigned contemplation before revealing her true motive. “My father held Lucian in very high regard. But his recent actions have been… rather laughable, making my father question whether Lucian is as brilliant and rational as his reputation suggests.”

The old man’s shrewd eyes saw right through her. He took a sip of his coffee. “And what laughable actions are you referring to?”

“He gave a college student a tour of a naval warship, for one,” Jasmine said pointedly. “And then he claimed this same student could upgrade Gavin’s advanced medical system. Don’t you think that sounds absurd?”

Zeke nodded. “It does sound quite absurd. And how do you propose to help my grandson smooth this over?”