Chapter 47: Chapter 47: The Show-Off Sister Fanatic Throws Down the Gauntlet

Cecilia Vaughn was preoccupied with her brother’s illness, she had no time to be distracted by what was said about her on the Stellerton University forum.

She hurriedly headed toward the south gate of Stellerton University’s campus.

Cecilia had an ethereal beauty that drew many eyes, but she paid no attention to them.

Quickly scanning the vehicles across the street from Stellerton University, the girl soon noticed the black Rolls-Royce Phantom parked on the road.

She hurriedly lifted her dress and ran forward.

The rear car door opened instantly, and Cecilia slipped inside.

Wyatt was driving in the front, while Adrian Law sat upright in the back, his thin lips tightly pressed together as if troubled by some hidden worry.

"Adrian, why did you urgently ask me to go to Prescott Hospital? Did something happen to Evan?"

Adrian’s narrow, dark phoenix eyes flickered slightly. Seeing the anxious and impatient look on Cecilia’s face, he pursed his lips.

"We’ll talk at the hospital, don’t worry."

"Wyatt, drive."

Front-seat Wyatt responded by pressing the accelerator, and the black Rolls-Royce Phantom shot forward like an arrow, speeding toward Prescott Hospital.

None of them noticed that at the corner near a trash bin, someone had set up a tripod...

From the moment Cecilia ran to the Rolls-Royce, they couldn’t stop taking pictures.

As neither Wyatt nor Adrian got out of the car, the photographer couldn’t capture who was inside.

But with a photo of Cecilia getting into the luxury car, it was enough.

The person sneaking photos from the corner revealed a sinister smile...

...

Ten minutes later, at Prescott Hospital.

As soon as Cecilia got out of the car, she frantically rushed toward the inpatient department, but Adrian was the first to restrain her.

"Cecilia, keep your cool, Evan will be fine."

"It’s just that Zion told me that your brother has been having nosebleeds since this morning."

Nosebleeds that won’t stop?

What kind of symptom is this?

A hint of panic flashed in Cecilia’s beautiful apricot eyes, but the man’s steady and powerful hand held hers firmly, and she inexplicably felt comforted.

She sniffed.

"Okay, I’ll try to stay calm."

...

When they reached Evan Vaughn’s high-end VIP room, they found Zion Prescott, wearing his doctor’s coat, gently instructing him about something.

"I’ve replaced all the nurses. Don’t worry and focus on recovering. We’ve informed your school, and after two days of rest, you can return to your studies."

"Okay, thank you, Doctor Prescott."

The handsome young man’s face was pale, and just as he was about to speak further, he looked up to see Cecilia and Adrian.

A look of delight crossed his face, and he almost tried to stand up to greet them.

"Sis! Why are you here!"

"If you’re not feeling well, don’t move. Stay lying down."

Cecilia rushed over and supported him.

"Sis, who is this?"

Evan barely noticed what Cecilia said, his eyes that mirrored hers stared straight at Adrian, his expression full of curiosity.

So handsome! More handsome than Doctor Prescott!

This must be the one sis mentioned as the special someone, right?!

Cecilia’s face turned red, she was thinking about how to explain her relationship with Adrian, maybe she should just say they’re friends?

However, Adrian directly held Cecilia’s hand and spoke naturally.

"Hello, you’re Evan, right? I’m Adrian Law, I’ve already registered my marriage with Cecilia, you can call me brother-in-law."

"..."

Evan’s eyes widened, staring in shock at Cecilia and Adrian.

This is happening too fast!

Even if the other person is impressively handsome, he couldn’t accept it just like that!

...

Cecilia also felt awkward inside, it was just a contractual marriage after all, and she couldn’t explain it to Evan.

"Evan... actually, Adrian and I..."

Evan, being quite perceptive for his age, had no mind to listen to her explanation. He sulkily fiddled with the bed sheets, giving Adrian a not-so-friendly look.

"Sis, you and Doctor Prescott go out first, I need to have a good talk with this gentleman."

Why should he call him brother-in-law!

Cecilia felt a bit helpless, but knowing her brother’s stubbornness and fearing it might trigger his heart condition, she finally left with Zion Prescott.

...

The ward was left with just Evan Vaughn and Adrian Law, the young man and the older man.

"Want some water?"

Adrian stood calmly by the bedside, neither overly warm nor too distant.

Evan was vexed by this man who had taken his sister away, thinking that if he just looked handsome but was unfaithful, what would happen?

But would pressing him too much affect his sister’s relationship with Adrian?

Evan was deeply conflicted, then he suddenly glanced at the senior high school problem set "Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Practice" placed by his bed, and an idea struck.

Got it!

"Hey, um, forget about the water, help me with a few actual exam questions. I don’t know how to solve them."

"Did you know my sister was once Stellerton’s top scorer in the college entrance exam? How were your grades back then? Does your intelligence match your appearance?"

Evan was proud of his sister and, still feeling upset, unconsciously adopted a slightly challenging tone.

...

Adrian remained unfazed, treating him like a child. Being Cecilia’s brother, he had to be kind.

"Sure."

With composure, he took the "Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Practice" book from Evan, who deliberately marked some of the toughest questions to stress him out.

The questions were the kind that professional examiners used to create gaps between students, even the top students in their grade struggled with them.

Yet, Adrian barely glanced at the questions and quickly began writing.

Watching the man write swiftly, Evan internally criticized.

Hah, just a pretty face with nothing substantial!

These complex, nearly extra-challenge problems in analytic geometry always required significant time to decipher, and Adrian hadn’t even spent a few minutes reviewing before starting to answer!

If the man had simply admitted defeat, Evan might have thought better of him being honest, but now, wasn’t he just putting on a show?

...

Evan secretly complained, but within just five minutes, Adrian handed the answer sheet back.

The handwriting was bold and straightforward, without any corrections or muddle.

—While his problem-solving might lack, he had to admit, the man’s handwriting was good.

Evan silently praised it, too lazy to look at the solving process, he jumped straight to the final answer.

273.

Wait, why does this number look familiar?

Evan widened his eyes in disbelief, scanning it over and over again, but the final number in the answer key was indeed the same!

"You actually solved it? And in just five minutes—"

Adrian’s expression remained as calm as still water.

"Yes, I thought about it briefly. There are three methods, all listed above."

"..."

The reference only had one method.

My gosh, what kind of genius is this!

Evan was utterly shocked!