Chapter 422

No rush-Marcus Jackson would be completely detoxed in three days anyway, so there was no need to hurry. She decided she might as well hand the phone back Thɪs chapter is updated by
to Logan.
But just as she was about to move, her phone pinged several times in quick succession.
Glancing at the screen out of habit, her eyes suddenly narrowed when she caught sight of her own name.
Huh?
Her hand, halfway to returning the phone, drew it back instead.
Spotting a suspicious word, she tapped the notification without hesitation.
[Mr. Lockwood: That student Anastasia is an absolute prodigy!]
[Mr. Lockwood: The way she solves problems seems oddly familiar-who is her mentor?!]
[Mr. Lockwood: With a student this gifted, the entrance exam at Global Harmony Medical Institute wouldn’t challenge her in the slightest! Why are you even asking me to fudge her scores?]
[Mr. Lockwood: It’s an insult to her! She could earn a perfect score without any cheating!]
Anastasia stared at the screen, speechless.
It took her a couple of seconds to process what she was reading. Then, lifting her head slowly, she asked in a quiet voice, “Honey, what’s this about faking my test scores?”
Harrison didn’t so much as blink as he smoothly took the phone from her hand, hiding the screen before she could scroll further. “I don’t know anything about this.” He turned to Logan, his voice calm and measured. “Logan, would you care to explain?”
Logan blinked, stunned, then looked at Mr. Harrison Lancaster as if he’d just been struck by lightning.
Harrison narrowed his eyes at him, the warning unmistakable.
Logan swallowed hard. “I—I’m sorry, ma’am. It was my fault. I didn’t trust you enough. I was afraid you might embarrass yourself, so I tried to pull some strings, just in case.”
Anastasia looked at him for a moment, then shook her head. “But Mr. Lockwood said ‘you guys’—as in, plural.” She turned her gaze to Harrison, her eyes sharp and searching.
A prickle ran down Harrison’s spine.
Logan nearly burst out laughing at the look on his boss’s face, but managed to stop himself by pinching his own thigh as hard as he could. Still, he glanced at Harrison with a mixture of apology and glee.
-Sorry, boss, but there’s nothing I can do. The lady’s just too sharp!
Anastasia fixed her eyes on Harrison, waiting for his answer.
He pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Sweetheart!” she said, hands on her hips, glaring at him.
“Ana For the first time in his life, the mighty Harrison Lancaster actually felt a twinge of guilt.
He was used to being the one who made others nervous-who’d have thought the tables would ever turn?
“It was my fault. I shouldn’t have doubted your abilities,” he admitted after a brief pause. He cupped Ana’s face in his hands, kissed her gently, and coaxed, “Don’t be mad at me, okay?”
“You-”
He kissed her again. “Hmm?”
Anastasia tried to push him away, wanting to stick to her guns. “Wait, let me ”
But he didn’t give her a chance. This time, he pulled her close and kissed her deeply.
Her clear eyes quickly grew misty, her mind turning to mush.
He caught the flicker of a smile in Harrison’s dark gaze.
By the time Anastasia came back to her senses, half an hour had slipped by.
“Have you forgiven me, hmm?” Harrison asked, his voice tender as his thumb brushed the pink at the corner of her eye.
How could she stay angry? Not that she’d really been upset in the first place. Blushing, she stammered, “You-you
He kissed her again, soft and lingering. “Hmm?”
“Don’t pull strings for me anymore,” she managed at last. “Shortcuts like that in exams-it’s not fair to everyone else
Harrison’s eyes softened. “Alright.”
He didn’t argue. The admissions at Global Harmony Medical Institute were based solely on scores, not rankings; even if he’d faked her results, it wouldn’t have affected anyone else.
And even if it would’ve-he wouldn’t have cared.
The only thing that ever mattered to him was whether his Ana was happy, whether she got what she wanted.