The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 470: Nauseating
Mio is the English name of Mio Osborne. ππ«πππ¨ππ―ππ πππ.ππΌπ
Despite the rare praise from the mentor, Mio Osborne in front of the computer felt no joy at all.
He gripped the mouse tightly, unsure how to reply for quite a while.
That student he despised the most solved the problem, and received such commendation from the mentor. This feeling... made him sick!
Just as Mio Osborne was unsure how to respond to his mentor, another message came from the mentor: "This solution step reminded me of a former student from our school, who could solve the most complex math problems with the simplest methods."
Mio Osborne quickly asked, "Who is it?"
He needed more similar solving methods, but couldnβt ask Summer Monroe, so the person mentioned by the mentor was crucial to him.
The mentor replied, "San, she is your senior, but a few years younger than you. At a young age, she already obtained a postdoctoral degree from Britton University and is highly regarded by the principal. The principal once promised her a position as an adjunct teacher at Britton University, but she refused for unknown reasons. I think you could try to find her, she would surely help with your paper."
Mio Osborneβs eyes instantly lit up.
"San..." he murmured.
The name was heard many times at Britton University, an academic genius there. Unfortunately, for unknown reasons, her information was all kept confidential by the school.
The only thing he knew was that San was also from Cathaysia, and seemed to be very beautiful.
Of course, these were all rumors, he had no idea what the real San looked like.
However, he knew many former seniors, maybe he could ask them about her.
Mio Osborne tapped the keyboard rapidly, replying to the mentor, "Thank you, teacher, I will try to find San."
"Go find her, go, and remember to get me her autograph when you find her!"
This time the mentor sent a voice message, his excited tone almost jumping out of the screen.
Rarely, Mio Osborne showed a smile of admiration on his face.
If he could find San, many academic challenges could be resolved, she was the goddess in his mind!
Mio Osborne excitedly closed the chat page with the mentor, and began contacting seniors he knew.
...
The afternoon came quickly.
The piano Willow Grant promised finally arrived at five oβclock.
The teacher in charge of the freshman evening contacted Willow Grant, saying, "Willow Grant, the piano you bought for the school has arrived, please inform your classmate Summer Monroe to come over early to practice."
Willow Grant immediately looked at Summer Monroe, surrounded by classmates.
After last nightβs events, classmatesβ attitude towards Summer Monroe grew warmer, almost to the point of admiration, thinking she was talented both academically and physically, seeking her whenever possible.
While she, appointed by Mio Osborne as the class monitor, was isolated by everyone.
Willow Grant bit her lip jealously and said, "Got it, teacher, Iβll let her know."
"Alright." The teacher hung up.
Willow Grant, holding the phone, had eyes as cold as millennium ice.
Practice?
Summer Monroe shouldnβt even think about getting that chance, just wait and see her embarrass herself!
She gave Summer Monroe a deep look then turned away, leaving the classroom and dialed a number.
The phone was quickly answered, with Susan Stoneβs affectionate voice: "Willow, I was just about to call you. The piano you wanted is tuned, Iβm just getting in the car, ready to come to the school to see your performance."
