Chapter 32
Tobias‘ students all gathered around. Many of them were watching with amused expressions, expecting to see a disaster unfold.
“Hah! Just look at what she wrote here…” The student with black–rimmed glasses began mocking, the formulas line by line, ready to tear them apart.
But as he skimmed through the solutions at lightning speed, the words caught in his throat.
“She… She actually solved it!”
Elara’s solution was not only correct but also clearer and more concise than his own. The realization hit him hard.
why hadn’t he thought of that approach?
“No way! Just because she wrote something down doesn’t mean it’s right,” another student argued.
He snatched the worksheet from the first student’s hands, and the others craned their necks to see. Their eyes locked onto Elara’s solution, scanning every step.
For a moment, none of them spoke. Not only had she written fast, but she had actually solved every single problem Tobias had given them.
The way they looked at Elara changed instantly.
“Miss… Your speed is insane!”
“I’ve been working on this sheet for two days, and I haven’t solved as many as you did in an hour!”
They were utterly baffled.
Elara then calmly explained, “Since this is an Olympiad math worksheet, it should be solved within competition time limits.”
“But no one solves it this fast!”
Even during actual Olympiad competitions, Elara had always been the first to finish.
Her extraordinary talent in competitive mathematics was precisely why Tobias had felt such deep regret- perhaps even resentment–over the years. To him, her wasted potential was unforgivable.
“Miss, are you really just a bachelor’s graduate?”
“I used to compete in tournaments, so I have some experience with problem–solving,” she replied.
The students then assumed she must have been a professional Olympiad competitor in the past.
“Miss, can you explain how you solved this problem?”
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Just then, Bambi happened to look up from the side and saw Elara standing at the whiteboard, explaining problem to the doctoral students from Capitol University.
“Woali” Bambi’s mouth fell open in awe as a soft gasp escaped her throat.
Elara always sat beside her and Beau at home, gently guiding them through their homework. She had always been calm and patient. But the woman standing before her now was completely different.
She knew now that her mother could shine. She could be confident and commanding, capturing the admiration of so many adults around her.
As Elarised her explanation, several students couldn’t help but clap. Bambi, though unsure what was happening, enthusiastically joined in and clapped her little hands
“Mommy is amazing Right, Mr. Theodore?”
She tumed to Theodore, only to notice his bright and intense gaze on Elara. Bambi was immediately stunned
Theodore was handsome, no doubt, but her father was still the most handsome man in the world in her eyes. Yet… She had never seen her father look at her mother with this land of admiration before.
Theodore lowered his gaze and responded to Bambi’s earlier comment.
“The always known your mother was amazing
Bambs beamed. “That’s great! Now there’s one more person who knows how incredible Mommy is!
“Beau always thinks Aunt Niamh is the best, but I know Mommy is a thousand–no, ten thousand times better!” Theodore’s thin lips curled into a warm smile as he said, “She’s a diamond covered in scratches. That’s why some people mistake her for an ordinary stone”
But in the end, only Elara herself could pollsh herself and reclaim her brilliance.
Miss, you must be participating in next month’s Advanced Logical Intelligence Mathematics Competition, right?
Elara was momentarily stunned. She quickly asked, “Are registrations still open?”
“It should be. But today is the last day.”
Elere immediately opened her laptop to check. The Advanced Logical Intelligence Mathematics Competition, or ALI Mach Competition allowed open registration for the general public, with no degree restrictions.
Rushing to meet the deadline, she filled out the form and submitted it just in time.
recent years, ALI Group’s math competition had become the most prestigious and widely recognized in the country. If she could place well, it would significantly improve her chances of finding a good job.
“I thought you would have signed up for it a long time ago one of the students remarked.
Elara smiled wryly. “I haven’t competed in seven years.”
Her words sent another wave of shock through the students Meanwhile, the student with black–rimmed glasses scoffed through his nose, clearly unimpressed
