FULL DRAMA NOVELS Chapter 12-2
Chapter 12-2
Sienna basked in the deferential greetings like a queen holding court. "Morning everyone! I brought coffee for you all! She clicked her way to the elevator in designer heels and headed up to the executive floor.
The executive staff greeted her warmly-everyone knew she might be their future boss’s wife, so they laid the charm on thick.
"Miss Dixon, Mr. Darling’s in a meeting. Let me show you to the waiting area," Julian said coolly, treating her with strict professionalism rather than the special deference she expected as the boss’s girlfriend.
"I’ll wait in Joseph’s office." Sienna bristled at Julian’s tone. ’How dare some assistant talk to me like that? Just wait until I’m Mrs. Darling-you’ll be the first one out the door!
"Sorry, Miss Dixon. There are a lot of classified materials in his office. No unauthorized access." Julian remained unmoved.
Just then, Joseph emerged from the conference room, his expression carefully neutral at the sight of Sienna.
"Joseph, you’re done!" Sienna’s voice turned sweet and vulnerable-a complete switch from her earlier attitude.
"I wanted to wait in your office, but Julian made me use the waiting room," she pouted, shooting Julian a nasty look. "I mean, given our relationship, it’s perfectly normal for me to wait there, right?"
"He’s right about security protocols," Joseph stated, brushing past her complaints about Julian’s "rudeness."
Her face darkened for a split second before she recovered with practiced grace. "I’d love to meet your newfound sister soon."
"Perhaps another time. I’m occupied," he replied.
"There’s this lovely new steakhouse for lunch," she pressed, reaching for his arm with calculated vulnerability.
"Fine," he agreed. If not for that incident, he’d likely have cut ties completely. But guilt makes for sturdy chains.
Back at Moreno University, the examination panel whispered among themselves as Danielle worked, certain this was a mere formality. After all, the daughter of wealth needed no real aptitude.
"Math section," Danielle announced, offering her completed paper.
"It’s about accuracy, not speed, Elara Thorne, the math professor, said condescendingly. "Perhaps you should review your work."
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She didn’t even take Danielle’s paper, disbelief written all over her face. Ten minutes? Impossible. Even our top students couldn’t finish this quickly-especially with the advanced problems I specifically included. And this girl supposedly grew up in the middle of nowhere?’
"Already double-checked, Danielle replied calmly, placing the exam on Elara’s desk before moving on to her next subject.
Elara’s dismissive glance turned to instant fascination as she snatched up the paper. "Remarkable! Such brilliant solutions, such clear logical progression."
Her colleagues gathered, equally impressed.
"Mr. Tucker, look at this! Perfect score, including our deliberately challenging final question. Every step pristinely logical. Now this," Elara declared with genuine academic excitement, "is true talent."