Since Owen had been a student there himself, tapping into the university's vast network had been incredibly easy.
At first, Julian had been highly resistant, convinced that this billionaire playboy was dragging his team into some illegal, shady enterprise.
Now that they had skyrocketed to overnight success and produced real results, Julian was probably feeling more intimidated than ever.
Because even though he was the head of R&D, the miraculous formula belonged to someone else entirely.
All they had to do was follow her exact blueprint, which made their jobs almost laughably easy.
"Whoever came up with this formulation must be an absolute titan in the medical field, right?"
"Mr. Churchill, will you introduce me to them?"
Julian was buzzing with anticipation!
He even instinctively smoothed out the lapels of his jacket, terrified of looking unkempt and disrespectful in front of an industry legend.
"Of course."
The last time Owen had brought Claire to tour the company, he hadn't formally introduced her identity.
This time, he was definitely making it public.
Claire had originally intended to remain an anonymous silent partner.
But after thinking about her long-missing parents, she decided to step into the spotlight and use herself as bait.
If the people who took them found out that a girl her age had concocted such a flawless scar gel formula, maybe they would come after her, too.
Owen hadn't considered that angle at all.
Whatever his cousin wanted, she got; he didn't have a single objection.
Claire had no idea that people were already plotting against her before she even arrived.
When she pulled her car up to the Lanyan Resort, a valet immediately stepped forward to take her keys.
As soon as she stepped out, a dedicated server politely gestured to lead the way.
"Miss, may I ask which private hall you are attending tonight?"
Just as Claire opened her mouth to reply, she heard someone call her name.
"Claire?"
Someone had recognized her.
It was Macy Wade.
"Macy?"
Claire was mildly surprised.
But considering Macy was a Cabinda native from a wealthy.
background seeing her at annet
exclusive resort like Lanyan wasn't exactly shocking. fo FindNovel.net
"Claire, are you here for Sloane's birthday party too?"
Macy actually had some family ties to Sloane Sterling.
The two of them were cousins.
Their mothers were cousins, to be exact.
Given that connection, it made perfect sense that Macy had scored an invitation. Not only had she shown up, but she had also brought two of her dormmates along.
Claire was genuinely taken aback to learn that Sloane's party was being hosted at Lanyan as well.
Lily Lowell and Tabitha Prince had initially thought they struck pure gold by using Macy to network with the elite Sloane Sterling.
They smugly assumed they were only girls in the entire clinical medicine major lucky enough
attend, but then Clair ha
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show up and ruin their fantasy.
Wait a minute. Something wasn't right here.
"Claire, didn't you beg Sloane for an invite and get totally rejected? Why are you even here?"
"Crashing a party uninvited is a pretty bad look, don't you think?"
Lily's tone was unapologetically hostile and dripping with condescension.
She was one breath away from calling Claire downright shameless to her face.
The surrounding guests immediately turned to stare.
Even the server had assumed Claire was here for Sloane's birthday bash.
After all, she and Sloane were around the exact same age.
It only made sense that she was one of Ms. Sterling's guests, right?
But hearing another guest bluntly declare that Claire had no invitation threw the server for a loop.
The car this young woman had
rolled up in was astronomically
expensive; who drives a luxurel
supercar just to sneak into a party for free food?
It simply didn't add up!
However, it wasn't the server's place to interject.
"Isn't that Claire, the top freshman in our class? Sure, she's smart, but showing up
to Sloane's party uninvited is just pathetic."
"I heard she practically begged Sloane for an invite and got shut down cold."
"She probably thought being the smartest freshman meant she could easily climb the social ladder and cozy up to the Sterling family."
"Good grades don't mean anything if you don't have the right background. The Sterlings are in a totally different league."