Chapter 405

Chapter 405:

Even the professors in the front row clapped along.

To them, the case wasn’t overly complex, but for an undergrad in Economics, it presented a real challenge. And Fernanda wasn’t even from their department. People might think that if a student from another department at Esaham University could nail an economics question so brilliantly, the actual Economics students must be nothing short of wizards.

When Fernanda openly shared her major, she unknowingly boosted the prestige of the students from Esaham University present.

Amidst hearty applause, Fernanda settled back into her seat.

Sloane clapped with such vigor her hands turned red.

Even though the nuances of Fernanda’s analysis flew right over her head, Sloane couldn’t help but cheer; Fernanda was downright impressive!

Jordyn retook the stage, her eyes glowing with respect. “That was a top-notch breakdown. It’s clear now that Esaham University is brimming with undiscovered gems,” she complimented.

Adding a more personal note, she continued, “I might have overstepped a bit earlier with some comments that were out of line. I hope you can forgive that slip, and I apologize p>

With a respectful bow to Fernanda, she smoothed over any ruffled feathers. Her sincere and polite manner quickly melted away any remnants of discontent among the students.

They thought she was a breath of fresh air with her deep knowledge paired with humility.

“If any of you fancy a chat about economics later, feel free to hit me up,” Jordyn said with a smile. “But let’s stick to economics, alright? Anything else and I might just embarrass myself p>

Her playful self-mockery triggered a wave of laughter in the room, lifting everyone’s spirits even higher.

As the lecture wrapped up, everyone agreed it had been a smashing success.

Jordyn’s last glance from the stage was directed at Fernanda.

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Their eyes met in a silent exchange of mutual respect.

Jordyn nodded appreciatively, and Fernanda returned the gesture with grace.

Post-lecture, Fernanda was convinced of Jordyn’s profound dedication to her field; her expertise was not just impressive—it was inspiring.

Sloane stretched out, groaning. “Man, that’s finally done. My legs are dead p>

“Let’s get those legs moving,” Fernanda urged.

Grabbing her bag, Sloane was quick to escape the stuffy room.

As they strolled away from the hall, they passed a chatty group of students.

“Hey, weren’t you going to talk shop with Dr. Becker? What happened p>

“Well, her boyfriend showed up to whisk her away. Didn’t want to crash their moment. Plus, she mentioned she’s up for more academic chit-chats later, so there’s plenty of time,” came the reply.

“What? She has a boyfriend p>

“Yeah, got a problem with that? You’ve got one too, right p>