The man brought Sandra to a hotel.
Sandra followed behind him, but when they reached the front desk, she realized that something was not right.
Did he think she was a slut or something?
Sandra pulled his sleeve and explained immediately, “I didn’t mean that.”
The man smiled and replied, “Don’t worry, I didn’t mean that either.”
After arranging for a room at the front desk, he handed the room access card to Sandra. “Go ahead, clean up yourself and get changed.”
Sandra got a good look at the man. His handsome face and positive outlook gave her a completely different feeling from Keith.
“Thank you.”
The man turned around as he waved and left.
Sandra washed herself from head to toe in the room. She cleaned her clothes and laid on the bed, but she could not fall asleep.
She figured she would go back to the university the next day to see if there was still a chance to make things right.
When Sandra came to the university the next day, she was shunned by everyone. Her professor, Marcus Fowler, walked over to her and patted her shoulder.
The moment she saw Marcus, Sandra’s tears welled up in her eyes and she almost cried out loud.
“It’s alright, Sandra. I understand your situation. Let’s try to restore the samples we made previously.”
Next, Marcus gathered everyone together and started looking for a remedy to the situation.
Under Marcus’ instruction, the students began to put things into action. One of Sandra’s seniors came to comfort her. “We’ll definitely solve this problem. Don’t worry, Sandra. This issue won’t delay our research and experiment exchange program.”
Sandra began to tear up, and she could no longer control herself. Tears started to fall and dripped on the marble floor.
After two days of hard work, just when everyone was finally about to produce the experiment results, a teammate shouted while holding onto a phone, “Mr. White, Ivy published our data and has now been awarded the copyright.”
Everyone swarmed over, voices of discussion disappeared instantly. Everyone stared at the live interview on the cell phone.
Someone asked in the interview, “This project was previously proposed in the laboratory of one of the major universities. How did you manage to publish it so quickly?”
Ivy did not panic at all. Instead, she chuckled and said, “I don’t know about their research. Perhaps when we were doing the experiment, my sister, Sandra, saw our information…”
The reporter was surprised, “Are you saying that your sister copied your experimental data?”
“You may not believe me if I were to say Sandra plagiarized my work, but she did enter my room and read my experimental data. ”
Ivy’s eyes turned red as she said pitifully, “Sandra repeatedly ordered me not to achieve better results than her. She threatened to take action against me if I got a better place than her.
