Cedric Grant looked up at his father. "Dad, you reminded Mom last night, but she still forgot... forgot to make me food!"

He didn’t dare say that Sophia Shaw had done it on purpose.

He was even less willing to tell Vincent Grant about the way Sophia Shaw had interrogated him.

Auntie Joanna was here, and it would be too embarrassing to say it out loud.

’Auntie Joanna would definitely look down on me.’

Cedric Grant fought back his tears, but his eyes were still bloodshot.

Vincent Grant lowered his gaze and looked at Cedric Grant for a moment.

He rested his long fingers on the boy’s shoulder. "I’ll have someone send food over."

Before long, The Centenary delivered a table full of dishes that looked, smelled, and tasted divine.

The Centenary normally didn’t do deliveries, but the owner had agreed to make an exception because of Vincent Grant.

Cedric Grant’s expression brightened a little, and he quickly waved Joanna Sherman over. "Auntie Joanna, please come sit with the little sister."

"Okay."

Vincent Grant had already wiped the chair for her meticulously with a tissue, and Joanna Sherman sat down gracefully.

The four of them made a harmonious picture.

Cedric Grant put some food on a plate and walked over to his teacher. "Ms. Young, please have some."

The other children gathered around.

"Cedric Grant, your food smells amazing," they said admiringly.

"It’s from The Centenary. Of course it smells good."

When they heard it was from The Centenary, the envy on the children’s faces vanished.

Today was about showing off their parents’ cooking skills; they weren’t interested in food from The Centenary.

"Cedric Grant, don’t you have a mom? No one cooked for you, so you had to order from The Centenary."

A boy who didn’t get along with Cedric Grant said.

Cedric Grant had brought Joanna Sherman last year too, and the boy had distinctly heard Cedric call her "Auntie."

"Who says I don’t have a mom? I do!" Cedric Grant retorted angrily. "My mom made the food for last year’s picnic!"

"She was just too busy to cook for me this year!"

"You’re hilarious, Cedric Grant!" The boy covered his mouth and doubled over with laughter. "Your mom works so hard to cook for you, and you invite some other auntie to eat it!"

Another little girl added, "If your mom found out, she’d be so sad!"

Cedric Grant: "..."

He just admired Auntie Joanna so much that he wanted her to come to his event; he hadn’t thought about anything else at the time.

"Your mom didn’t even cook for you today. She definitely doesn’t want you anymore!" the boy said.

"My mom would never!"

Cedric Grant stomped back, fuming.

Afraid of upsetting Joanna Sherman, he pretended nothing had happened.

Only after the picnic ended did he return to the classroom, completely dejected.

"Alright students, everyone gather in the main auditorium."

"Today, a guest speaker will be teaching us about rockets."

The teacher walked in and announced loudly.

Hearing that the lecture was about rockets, Cedric Grant’s bad mood instantly lifted.

He loved rockets more than anything and dreamed of growing up to be a rocket expert just like Auntie Joanna!

"The speaker today is incredible. They’ve actually built rockets before."

The teacher’s words sent the whole class into an uproar.

What kid wouldn’t admire a teacher who could build rockets?

Cedric Grant’s eyes narrowed in thought.

’Auntie Joanna is the only one who’s built rockets. The principal must have found out Auntie Joanna was here and invited her to speak!’

Cedric Grant ran as fast as he could, afraid someone else would take the best seat.

"This way, please."

He had just sat down when the principal led two people over.

Cedric Grant looked up eagerly, but the person he saw wasn’t Joanna Sherman.

It was...

"Mom?"

Sophia Shaw stood on the stage with poise, the beauty mark beneath her eye seeming to shimmer.

She saw Cedric Grant in the audience as well, but after just a faint glance, she looked away.

Levin Sawyer was on stage with her, but he wasn’t holding a microphone. Instead, he stood in a supporting role, running the slideshow for her.

"Dear students, today I will be the one to guide you into the world of rockets..."

Sophia Shaw’s gentle voice flowed from the stage.

Her PowerPoint was particularly vivid, and she explained the dull, tedious facts about rockets in a simple and interesting way.

The elementary school students in the audience were soon captivated.

This was the first time Cedric Grant had heard Sophia Shaw speak about rockets in person, and she was even better than she was online.

’Mom is amazing!’

Joanna Sherman and Vincent Grant walked in just then. Seeing Sophia Shaw on stage, Joanna Sherman smiled faintly.

"Sophia Shaw has certainly learned a lot since joining Lead Aerospace. She’s memorized the script fluently."

Vincent Grant remained silent, lost in thought.

"Auntie Joanna, Dad!" Cedric Grant called out, having noticed Joanna Sherman and Vincent Grant.

Usually, whenever he saw Joanna Sherman, his eyes would be glued to her.

This time, he only called out once before turning his head back to listen to Sophia Shaw’s lecture.

Joanna Sherman’s eyes narrowed slightly. "I’m going to take a call."

She turned and walked out.

When she returned, Justin Hughes was trailing behind her.

Sophia Shaw’s speech had just ended, and the audience erupted in enthusiastic applause.

The last time Justin Hughes had seen Vincent Grant, he had been thrown out, so their meeting now was a bit awkward.

Cedric Grant, unaware of this, called out, "Uncle Hughes."

The four of them walked out together.

Vincent Grant and Joanna Sherman walked in front, with Justin Hughes and Cedric Grant following behind.

"Uncle Hughes, my mom’s amazing, isn’t she?"

Justin Hughes let out a short laugh and pinched Cedric Grant’s cheek.

"Speeches are just prepared scripts. If you memorize the script, you could give a great speech too."

"Really?"

’And here I was, thinking Mom was actually talented. It was all just a memorized script.’

"AI technology is so advanced these days, you don’t even have to look up the basic rocket science yourself. You can just have an AI generate it, then find a real rocket expert to polish it up!"

Justin Hughes’s words poured ice water over Cedric Grant’s fiery enthusiasm.

’I thought Mom was too busy with work to make my picnic lunch, but it turns out she was just memorizing a script.’

’She tricked me into thinking she was actually good at something!’

’She has no real skill, she just pretends! Mom is such a show-off!’

The guilt he had felt for inviting Joanna Sherman instead of her now vanished completely!

After coming down from the stage, Sophia Shaw was mobbed by the children, and it took a long time of answering questions before she could get away.

Levin Sawyer waited patiently for her.

"You must be tired."

Sophia Shaw’s schedule was actually packed, but this was her mentor’s wish, so she had to come no matter how busy she was.

Her mentor had always hoped Cathan’s rocket program would be taught to children from a young age.

She had several more schools to visit for lectures.

"I’m not tired."

Sophia Shaw was full of energy.

She was happy to be able to do something for her mentor.

As the two of them were walking, they saw Joanna Sherman surrounded by a crowd.

Many people were asking for her autograph.

Others wanted to take photos with her.

Joanna Sherman obliged everyone.

Vincent Grant stood to the side.

His posture was as refined as jade, his sharp eyes noble and clear.

A man who was usually swamped with a thousand things to do, who would have frowned if she had even said a few extra words in the past, now stood there with a calm expression, showing not the slightest hint of impatience.

Meanwhile, Jack Holloway, not far away, kept checking his watch.

He desperately wanted to come over and remind him that they were running late, but he was afraid of getting scolded by Vincent Grant, so all he could do was keep making calls to reschedule.

Sophia Shaw sighed softly. ’People really are different.’

She calmly looked away.

"I heard she’s the real rocket expert, the chief engineer at Stellaron. She’s sent rockets into space with her own hands."

"It’s a shame she wasn’t the one who gave the lecture!"

Besides the students, there were also parents in the audience today.

The adults were paying close attention to the recent rocket launch, and they chattered amongst themselves.

"What’s wrong with the school administration? They didn’t invite someone so professional, and instead got some random person. Who’s responsible if she says something wrong?"

"We should ask the school to have Miss Sherman give another lecture."

Sophia Shaw walked through the crowd, her expression peaceful and serene.

It was as if what they were saying had nothing to do with her.

"You’re not angry?" Levin Sawyer asked.

Sophia Shaw smiled. "What’s there to be angry about?"

"The only things I care about are whether I gave a good presentation and if the information was correct."

"As long as my conscience is clear, why should I care what others think?"

’I’d rather spend this time thinking about my little Bun.’

"President Sawyer."

Just as they were talking, they saw Joanna Sherman cut through the crowd and approach Levin Sawyer.