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Chapter 127

Camila’s POV Post)

I had barely made it past the registration desk when I noticed a familiar face among the guests. Aria Sutton. She was standing beside Vivienne Laurent, who appeared to be enjoying a conversation with several distinguished researchers. I recognised one or two faces from the programme Professor Tessa had shown me earlier.

Vivienne certainly stood out in the crowd, though not for the reasons most people would expect at ar academic summit. While the other female guests had chosen formal business attire, she wore an elaborate designer gown that looked more suited to a red–carpet event.

I had no intention of approaching either of them. Unfortunately, Aria noticed me before I could move away. She leaned towards Vivienne and whispered something. A moment later, both women turned in my direction Vivienne’s expression changed immediately. “She actually came,” I heard her mutter.

I pretended not to notice and continued towards the auditorium.

“Do you know that woman?” Vivienne asked the researcher beside her.,I didn’t catch his entire response, but I heard him say he hadn’t seen me before.

That was hardly surprising. I wasn’t a familiar face in their academic circles, and I hadn’t come to the summit to socialise. I was there to deliver Professor Tessa’s presentation.

I was about to move further into the hall when Vivienne’s voice rang out behind me. “Excuse me! Isn’t this an invitation–only event? How did someone who knows nothing about science manage to get in? Have they started admitting amateurs now?”

I stopped and turned. She was looking directly at me. Aria stood a short distance behind her, watching with an

expression I couldn’t quite read.

I let out a quiet laugh. “That’s an interesting question, Miss Laurent. Perhaps you should ask yourself first. What exactly are you doing here?”

Her eyebrows drew together. I glanced briefly at her elaborate gown before returning my attention to her face. “Are you attending the summit as a researcher, or did you mistake the venue for a fashion show?”

A few people nearby turned to look at us. Vivienne’s cheeks coloured. “Don’t change the subject! I’m here because I understand science. You, on the other hand, have no business being here.”

She raised her voice and gestured towards the security personnel stationed near the entrance. “Who authorised her entry? Someone needs to check how people like this are getting inside the summit!”

One of the guards glanced in our direction but didn’t immediately approach. I folded my arms. “Vivienne, this is an international research forum. Perhaps you should remember where you are before turning it into a public argument.”

Her expression darkened. “And what gives you the right to lecture me?”

gave her gown another brief glance. “Nothing. I was simply wondering whether you dressed for the wrong occasion. That’s quite a lot of fabric for someone who came here to discuss scientific research.”

A few guests exchanged amused looks. Vivienne looked ready to explode. “This is not a fashion competition!” she snapped.

“I’m glad we agree. So let’s talk about science.” I turned slightly and pointed towards one of the large display

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panels showing the research themes scheduled for the day’s presentations. “You said you understand the subject. Perhaps you can explain some of the concepts displayed there.”

For the first time since she approached me, Vivienne hesitated.

Her eyes moved towards the panel before returning to my face.

I waited. She had been so eager to question my right to be there. Surely, answering a simple question about the field shouldn’t be difficult.

But instead of responding, she lifted her chin. “Don’t act as though you’re some expert. Didn’t you drop t before completing college? What qualifications do you have to stand among people who have spent ther entire lives studying science?”

Her words drew more attention from the surrounding guests.

So that was the direction she intended to take. She knew nothing about my involvement in Professor Tessa’s research, and I had no reason to explain my academic history to her..Still, I wasn’t going to let her turn my presence here into a spectacle. “Are you finished?” I asked calmly.

Vivienne stared at me. “What makes you think you belong here? If I were you, I would have found my way out of this room by now instead of standing here making a fool of yourself. You really have no shame!” Vivienne’s

voice carried across the hall.

I noticed several people turning in our direction. Some looked at me with curiosity, while others seemed to be wondering why I was being publicly challenged. I glanced towards the demonstration workstation nearby. It was surrounded by several international delegates, with a large display showing technical models and research data related to the subject of the summit.

Rather than argue with Vivienne, I walked towards it. “If we’re going to discuss who belongs here,” I said, turning back to her, “perhaps we should start with the reason everyone has gathered.”

I faced the workstation and addressed the people standing around it, automatically switching to highly scientific English. “Ladies and gentlemen, the central focus of this research forum is the development of more reliable and efficient technological systems. For years, researchers have been working to overcome limitations in existing technologies, particularly the challenges of system stability, processing efficiency and long–term performance.”

I paused, deliberately allowing my words to settle before continuing.

“Many of the systems we depend on today are becoming increasingly complex. Yet, as their capabilities expand, so do the problems associated with their reliability. A solution that performs well under controlled conditions may not necessarily remain stable when exposed to demanding real–world applications. That gap between theoretical performance and practical application is one of the challenges this research community has been working to address.”

A few people nodded. I continued, switching naturally into more professional English as I noticed several foreign delegates listening closely. “Of course, improving performance alone isn’t enough. A successful technological framework must also be sustainable, adaptable and capable of maintaining consistency under different operating conditions. That’s why the research presented at this summit is important. It isn’t simply about introducing another technical innovation. It’s about finding a practical way to overcome limitations that have restricted further development in the field.”

I gestured towards the display. “The work behind today’s presentation explores some of these challenges through a combination of experimental analysis, system modelling and an improved development approach. Rather than treating each limitation as an isolated problem, the research examines how the different variables

interact and affect the overall performance of the system.”

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I turned slightly towards the group. “And that’s where the real breakthrough becomes significant.”

I moved closer to the display and began explaining the underlying concepts, the methodology used during development and the reasoning behind the final approach. The technical discussion became more detailed bu didn’t rush. I explained the relationships between the variables, why earlier approaches had failed to produce consistent results, and how the new technique offered a more effective direction.

My voice remained steady as I answered a question from one of the delegates. Then another question followed. I answered that too.

By the time I finished, the little crowd around the workstation had grown considerably.

One of the foreign researchers nodded appreciatively. “That’s a very interesting way of looking at the problem.” Another added, “Your explanation of the development process was particularly clear.”

A few people applauded. I smiled politely, feeling some of the tension leave my shoulders. Only then did I

notice the silence behind me.

Vivienne was staring at me. Her earlier confidence had disappeared, replaced by an expression I couldn’t quite interpret. Aria, standing beside her, looked equally surprised. I hadn’t come here to prove anything to either of them. But judging by their faces, my explanation had accomplished that without my trying.