Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 515

Beverly smiled helplessly, then turned to Nathan.

"She’s acting disrespectfully, but she really does admire and adore you. She has often envied your disciples at home, wishing she could receive your guidance."

"Hahaha, I’m flattered." Nathan was embarrassed by the compliments.

On the other side.

As soon as Mr. Eugene stepped out of the coffee shop, he sent a message to Rose.

This time, it was his 60th birthday, and he planned to celebrate it in a big way.

Perhaps fearing Rose wouldn’t show, Mr. Eugene added:

[If you don’t come, I’ll never spoil you again. I’ll be so mad, so mad that a few sweet words won’t cool me down. I’m telling you, the consequences are severe.]

At that time, Rose arrived at Summerfield University’s South Hall. A few girls couldn’t help but say,

"Look, Summerfield University’s South Hall is even grander than the North Hall — much better looking than our shabby Hall."

"Don’t lose our morale by admiring others. What’s the big deal about a grand hall? Having outstanding students is what really matters."

"Exactly, we must bring glory to Westerly University today!"

"Rose!"

At that moment, Joyce and Mya saw Rose, and they rushed over to hold her hand.

"We’ve been waiting for you, and it’s our turn next! So nervous!"

For some reason, seeing Rose made them feel suddenly at ease.

At that time, Andrew also noticed them. He stood up and walked toward them, not forgetting to comfort the students behind Rose.

"It’s okay, just do your best. You don’t always have to be number one."

The students looked puzzled, seemingly not sure what Andrew was talking about.

"You guys spent so long there... were you crying?"

So Rose spent a good deal of time comforting them.

Andrew was well aware of Westerly University’s level of talent.

They probably lost and were crying.

"You haven’t disgraced Westerly University, don’t blame yourselves."

As soon as Andrew’s words fell, a short-haired girl said,

"Andrew, we didn’t disgrace Westerly University. On the contrary, Rose really showed up at the other schools today! Especially Summerfield University — their faces turned green!"

"Let me tell it!" A girl with a ponytail jumped in.

"Alma, who thinks she’s unbeatable at violin, was praised by all the judges. Suddenly, she challenged Rose to come on stage. After Rose went up, her violin skills were simply crushing everyone there. The judges couldn’t stop praising Rose, and they were fighting to take her as a student, hoping she would participate in the international violin competition and bring glory to our country!"

Andrew and his team of elite students were dumbfounded.

Especially Mya and Joyce. They had known Rose for such a long time and didn’t know Rose could play the violin.

"Also, Alma lost, wasn’t convinced, and challenged Rose to a game of chess in private. Guess who showed up? It was Mr. Eugene!! The internationally famous chess master, one of the three titans of the chess world — Mr. Eugene, personally came to the backstage of Summerfield University just to play a game of chess with Rose!"

Everyone’s eyes widened again in disbelief. Did Rosemary know how to play chess?

"Bet you didn’t see that one coming. Rosemary beat Mr. Eugene. Then, those people from Summerfield College and other universities accused Rosemary of cheating. They even said she cheated her way into her college entrance exam scores. But guess what? Mr. Eugene himself stepped in, saying Rosemary was his protégé and had been for over a decade. He even suggested she take up his mantle."

Andrew, Joyce, Mya, and the others were stunned again.

Rosemary was incredible.

She was a dark horse indeed.

Then, the stage emcee called for Mya, Joyce, Jane, and Rose to come up on stage.

They were representing Westerly College’s medical team, and they were to challenge Summerfield College’s medical team. The crowd was buzzing with excitement.

"Rose, Westerly College prides itself on its medical program. If we lose, we’ll be a disgrace to Westerly."

"Don’t overthink it. Just give it your best shot," Rosemary encouraged. "You’re here now, don’t leave with regrets."

The four nodded, a little weak-kneed as they headed up to the stage.

The first round was a medical knowledge quiz conducted in a rapid-fire question-and-answer style.

"Please list the causes of death."

A member of Summerfield College’s team was quick to hit the buzzer and answer, "Mechanical damage, asphyxiation, electric shock, poisoning."

Mya and Joyce looked anxious.

"What are the criteria for determining a critically ill patient?"

Just as Mya was about to hit the buzzer, someone from Summerfield College beat her to it. "Patients with cardiac arrest, respiratory and cardiac failure, acute liver and kidney function failure."

Seeing them go on and on, the members of Westerly College’s medical team grew anxious.

"What is the first choice of drug for the rescue of anaphylactic shock?"

Members from both Summerfield College and Westerly College hit the buzzer almost simultaneously.

Summerfield College was a split-second quicker. "Adrenaline."

The members of Westerly College’s team were getting frustrated!

For the second round, the teams were tasked with helping a patient with a stomach ailment recover in the shortest time possible.

Summerfield College’s team prescribed medicine, which worked fast and had a potent effect.

Westerly College’s team focused on nurturing and protecting the stomach, with a longer treatment time and a milder effect.

"After three rounds, Westerly College has already lost two. There’s no need to continue with the third round," one of the members from Summerfield College’s team taunted. "You might as well change your name to ’Scrap College.’ You’re no match for us every year."

"It seems like Westerly College didn’t have anyone competent. Sending a couple of medical freshmen to compete with us."

"I think the Western medicine students from Westerly College didn’t dare to come. Afraid of being trounced."

The people on stage laughed uproariously, the audience joined in, and only the members of Westerly College clenched their fists in defiance, unwilling to accept their defeat.

"Our real ace in the hole from Westerly College hasn’t even shown up yet!" Mavis retorted angrily.

"Oh, you’re talking about the straight-A student Rosemary? I heard she’s here. Why not have her come on stage and compete?"

Bringing out Westerly College’s best and crushing her would be the ultimate slap in the face for them.

The four from Westerly College turned their gaze to Rosemary in the crowd, unsure if that would be a disaster or an opportunity for Westerly College.

Rosemary feared the upcoming competition would be something she wasn’t quite adept at.

At that moment, Rosemary sat in the audience, watching the unfolding drama with a playful smile on her face. She wondered why so many people seemed to be in a rush to get their pride hurt today.

Suddenly, she stood up, walking confidently towards the stage.

The students from Summerfield College paused, then sneered, "I heard the straight-A prodigy often skips class. And she dares to challenge us? Seems like Westerly College has run out of talented students."

Rosemary walked onto the stage. Her calm eyes flickered with confidence.

"Classes are for those who need them. And I do not."

"Ha, big talk for a beginner. Don’t cry when you lose later." The Summerfield College students didn’t take her seriously. To them, how could someone who often skipped classes possibly outdo them?

They were the ones who studied deep into the night, promising to make a name for themselves in the medical field.

When Rosemary was skipping class, they were absorbing medical knowledge!

They had long since left Rosemary in the dust!

The students from Westerly College couldn’t help but shout:

"She’s too arrogant! Rosemary, show them who’s boss!"

"Teach them there’s always a bigger fish."

"Rosemary, crush them!!"

Although the support for Rosemary was sporadic, she could still feel the trust and encouragement of her college mates.

Andrew, watching from the crowd, thought to himself that although Rosemary often skipped classes, he frequently saw her entering and leaving the school lab, and sometimes President Barton would join her.

They must have been conducting experiments, right?

Even if Rosemary didn’t have a solid medical foundation, with the number of times she visited the lab, she must have learned something from President Barton, right?

At least she wouldn’t embarrass herself too much, right?

At that moment, a Westerly College professor hurriedly called President Barton.

"President Barton, Rosemary is on stage to compete."

"Really?" The old man sounded visibly thrilled. "I knew Summerfield College couldn’t keep calm. They are so arrogant when they see our straight-A prodigy. As long as my girl shows on the stage, next year, we will have many students flocking to our school. Westerly College will be bustling!"

The Westerly College professor was puzzled. He rarely saw Rosemary at school.

How could President Barton be so certain of the abilities of someone who often skipped classes?

And how did he know she would accept the challenge?

"Remember to tell our procurement department to order more beds, desks, and chairs to prepare for next year’s enrollment. Westerly College is going to be the talk of the town!" President Barton chuckled before hanging up. "These youngsters can’t keep their cool. Let my girl teach them a lesson."

At that point, the leader of the Summerfield College team looked at Rosemary with arrogance.

"I heard you study neurology. What do you want to compete in?"

Rosemary replied calmly, "Let’s compete in what you’re good at."

"What we’re good at?" The Summerfield College captain was taken aback. "Huh, the straight-A prodigy is indeed arrogant. We excel in dissection!"

Although first-year students at Summerfield College hadn’t had the chance to practice dissection, they had all privately studied under renowned teachers, putting them above average students.

They didn’t believe that a first-year student from the neurology major of Westerly College could perform a dissection!