Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

If that happened, Wilson wouldn't even be able to cry.

Before he could finish his thought, Collin found himself caught under Wilson's icy glare. "Say that again."

Collin felt his knees weaken. He quickly scrambled to clarify, "What I meant was, you're so exceptional that your fiancée wouldn't even look at those other guys!"

Wilson let out a cold laugh. Although his expression softened slightly, his next words sent a chill down Collin's spine.

"You shall handle the assessment project."

At that, Collin scowled. "Please don't make me. That's such a demanding task! It's exhausting and a pain to work on. I didn't mean what I said earlier. I'm sorry for my thoughtlessness."

Ignoring his desperate pleas, Wilson remained focused on the photo on his phone.

Yvette was simply too captivating. What was he supposed to do? His eyes narrowed dangerously as he clenched his jaw, a sharp click of his tongue escaping him. The urge to fly to Yovara grew stronger by the moment.

In the afternoon, as Yvette and the others returned to the hotel, they spotted Estelle waiting for them, exuding an air of superiority. Beside her stood a middle- aged man in a tailored suit, his belly prominently protruding.

The moment Estelle saw Yvette, a look of resentment crossed her face. She pointed an accusatory finger at Yvette and turned to the man beside her.

"Mr. Balfe, it's her. She's the one who hit me!"

"So you're Yvette?" Sheldon Balfe scrutinized her from head to toe. After confirming he didn't recognize her, his demeanor shifted dramatically. He dismissed her with a contemptuous glance.

He didn't know who she was and hadn't heard her name before. She was clearly just another ordinary student from Croedal with no connections. In contrast, Estelle was the president's daughter.

It was obvious to anyone which side to take-one was a privileged president's daughter, while the other was an unknown student without any backing.

Without hesitation, Sheldon declared, "On behalf of the International Medical Congre officially notifying you that you've been disqualified from the competition. Please leave immediately."noveldrama

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At his words, the crowd erupted in outrage.

"What? They're disqualifying Yvette?"

"Why? That's completely unfair. We protest!"

"Yeah. We disagree. This is completely unfair."

Sheldon sneered at them. "Because she assaulted another contestant and injured

her. That's why I'm revoking her eligibility."—

The crowd continued their barrage.

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"But Estelle was the one who started it! She insulted Yvette first, and that's what provoked her!"

"Exactly! No rule in the medical congress says you get disqualified for defending yourself!" Sheldon, secure in his authority as an executive of the International Medical Congress, waved them off dismissively. "Enough! If you keep making a scene, I'll disqualify all of you!"

"This is an abuse of power!"

The crowd was furious but felt powerless against him.

Estelle watched their frustration with a smug sense of satisfaction, her arrogance growing.

This was the price they paid for crossing her. Yvette would soon find herself thrown out of the medical congress.