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“Wh–what certain person! You–ever since you were young, you’ve always been so annoyingly poetic! I’m not talking to you!” 

With that, he walked over to Adriana. 

“Adriana! Has your student Claudine come again? What delicious food is she making today?” 

Adriana replied, “Coconut chicken! It’ll be ready soon and we can go up to cat!” 

As soon as he heard there would be good food, Luther couldn’t sit still any longer. 

“Your student is really wonderful! She’s just like your own daughter!” 

The three elderly people gathered together to chat. Listening to the two old men envy her for having such a smart and considerate student, Adriana couldn’t help but feel proud! 

Not long after, a silver Bentley slowly drove in. 

The driver opened the door, and Damian and Audrey got out of the car one after the other. 

Audrey lagged a step behind, watching the man in front of her carrying gifts as he walked ahead. 

Her heart was already filled with sweetness. 

A man like Damian, willing to humble himself and visit a university professor for the sake of her future. 

Such thoughtfulness was truly rare. 

“The person ahead is Prof. Nixon. Before we came, I already asked someone to inform her, and she has seen your in- 

formation.” 

Don’t worry, your resume is so impressive, she will definitely be satisfied. 

“Today is just for you two to meet face to face. After this, you can focus on preparing your thesis.” 

Audrey nodded, “Thank you, Dami!” 

As they spoke, the two of them approached Adriana. 

“Prof. Nixon!” 

Damian called out. 

The three professors had been discussing Claudine’s cooking skills, and being interrupted so suddenly, Adriana looked at the handsome young man before her, momentarily confused 

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“And you are?” 

Damian was taken aback. 

He was sure someone had already informed her. 

However, his good upbringing kept him from showing any sign of rudeness. 

“Hello, Prof. Nixon, I am Damian. Mr. Schaefer should have mentioned me to you.” 

As he said this, Adriana finally remembered. 

A few days ago, Craig Schaefer had told her that a young man wanted to apply for her PhD program. 

She had glanced at his resume, which was indeed quite good, and his research direction was innovative. She was somewhat interested and agreed to meet him. 

But she had quickly forgotten about it. 

Her memory really was getting worse these days. 

Seeing that Adriana had remembered, Damian continued. 

“This is Audrey!” 

Audrey stepped forward, “Hello, Prof. Nixon. I have long admired your reputation. I previously worked in artifact restoration at the British Museum. When I heard you were recruiting PhD students again this year, I returned home, hoping to have the honor of joining your team.” 

Adriana looked over the young woman in front of her, feeling that her features seemed familiar, but she just couldn’t recall where they had met. 

“Did you take my class before?” 

Audrey shook her head. 

“I couldn’t get into your class during my undergraduate years, but I was fortunate enough to attend your public lec- tures.” 

Adriana thought she might have seen her around campus before and didn’t dwell on it. 

At that moment, Damian received a call–there was an urgent meeting at his company that required his presence. 

Seeing that he was busy, Audrey considerately told him to go ahead. 

“You have a good chat with Prof. Nixon. When you’re done, I’ll arrange for someone to pick you up.” 

“Okay!” 

Watching Damian leave, Audrey continued chatting with Adriana. 

It was clear she had prepared thoroughly before coming; she was well–versed in Adriana’s recent research and even 

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offered her own insights. 

Adriana found herself appreciating this young woman, or perhaps, feeling an inexplicable sense of closeness. 

Claudine had just finished cooking and was about to go downstairs to call Adriana up for dinner when she received a phone call. 

It was her mother, saying she was already at the airport. 

Claudine hadn’t had a chance to tell her mother about the divorce yet, and now that she had suddenly arrived, Clau- dine worried that her mother might already know. 

She hung up the phone and hurriedly rushed downstairs. 

She needed to pick up her mother as soon as possible. Otherwise, knowing her mother’s temperament, if she contacted Damian first, it would be hard to explain. 

“Prof. Nixon, I’ve finished cooking. You and the other professors should go and try it. I have something to take care of, so I’ll be leaving now.” 

Claudine spoke as she started her car. 

She left in such a hurry that she didn’t notice the person standing next to Adriana. 

But Audrey saw her. 

It was Claudine! 

Why was she here? 

“Prof. Nixon, who is she?” 

Raymon, standing nearby, answered with a smile. 

“That’s the little housekeeper Adriana found for herself!” 

Housekeeper? 

Did that mean a maid? 

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