Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
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Chapter 1029: Chapter 1002: The Excitement of Newlyweds (Add more for 300+ monthly tickets) Chapter 1029: Chapter 1002: The Excitement of Newlyweds (Add more for 300+ monthly tickets) Patrick felt super curious. He had met quite a few impressive authorities, but it seemed that no one was as god-like as this, diagnosing so quickly, and judging from Mr. Russell’s reaction just now, Kiara’s diagnosis must be correct!

“Clinical experience determines everything. While you were all memorizing theories in the classroom, my teacher was already walking me through various cases. I’m not exaggerating when I say that the medical records I’ve seen and studied could stack up several meters high. This kind of thing is a piece of cake.”

Kiara nailed the act; she deserved full marks for this performance. She realized that these young guys were easy to fool. Even though everyone was studying psychology, their specialties were different from hers, so it was right to keep bluffing.

“Your teacher is–?” Patrick was half-convinced, half-skeptical.

“My teacher is Alyssa Melodious Lynn. Even though I met her in university, we actually encountered each other a few years ago. She also left her personal notebook to me.”

With that said, everyone suddenly respected her.

The fame of Alyssa Lynn was significant in the Linville circle–famous teachers produce talented students, after all.

In this field, one must have a master to guide them. Kiara made it clear that she had been taken under Professor Liu Taylor’s wing before university, so her clinical experience certainly couldn’t be matched by just anyone.

What is learned in school is all about rote memorization, but if you encounter a good master who is willing to teach everything they know, the efficiency of learning will double. After all, none of the dead theoretical knowledge in the textbooks can compare to clinical practice. Even several hundred thousand words’ worth of text are not as impressionable as going through it once with a teacher.

It was only then that Patrick realized Kiara’s title as the national competition champion was not by chance.

When he first learned about someone parachuting into the position, he was very upset and did not take Kiara’s honors seriously. But Kiara’s various performances had already made him reconsider his views, and he finally understood that Kiara was not unworthy of her reputation. There was good reason for her to be sent here.

“About your recent diagnosis, could you share some of your experience with us?” Patrick’s tone was now noticeably more courteous.

Kiara thought to herself, how could Mr. Russel’s manic disorder be something she spotted at a glance?

Not to mention herself, but even if you brought Professor Liu Taylor or even Yuzo Joel, who held an international authority title, they couldn’t identify it at a glance either.

Of course, it was the experience from a past life.

Although Mr. Russel excelled in the research direction, he had been suffering from manic disorder for many years.

There is an unwritten rule in the industry–if one suffers from psychological disorders, it is akin to losing one’s qualifications as a doctor. If doctors are ill, who would trust to consult with them? If researchers have issues of their own, who would trust their research findings?

But the fact is that most practitioners do have psychological issues or even psychological disorders to some degree.

After Mr. Russell got sick, he didn’t dare make it public and could only turn to Kiara, a private doctor who charged high prices but provided exceptional confidentiality. That would happen years later. Combining Mr. Russel’s restless performance of today, Kiara slightly pushed his condition further back in time and downplayed his issues. With just one sentence, she had him completely hoodwinked.

The meeting hadn’t even started, and there had already been several rounds of confrontation. The atmosphere was initially tense, but Mr. Russel, the head of the opposing side, was swiftly defeated by Kiara’s move, resulting in a more harmonious meeting atmosphere than before, with Mr. Russell checking out for the whole duration of the actual meeting.

The boss from the Research Institute Area had been quenched, leaving only Daisy Seedling Lynn feeling annoyed with Kiara. Her annoyance had no particular reason, just an instinctive discomfort that comes from female rivalry.

When there is only one beautiful woman in a team who has long been pampered and enjoys a sense of superiority, and then suddenly a more beautiful and younger woman arrives, being ostracized is the most natural response.

Daisy Seedling Lynn deliberately asked Kiara a few tricky and even irrelevant questions during the meeting. Kiara responded fluently to them all. When Daisy saw she couldn’t stump Kiara, she finally cooled down.

There she was, delicately holding an exquisite teacup and sipping water gracefully, while Kiara casually threw out a professional question related to the case. It seemed undramatic, but Daisy Lynn couldn’t respond for a few seconds.

The comparison made it clear who was superior.

Daisy Lynn put Kiara on the spot with questions unrelated to the case, yet Kiara was able to ask questions related to the case, and even stumped the dedicated research personnel for a few seconds–this was a historic victory.

The other party was deep in thought, while here, Magic Flute already had the answer.

“Dr. Clark is referring to Sternberg’s successful intelligence, right? You mean to say that the suspect has a high IQ score and possesses the advantage of having a high capacity for understanding,” Magic Flute said.

“Exactly,” Kiara exchanged a look with Magic Flute, and inside, everyone in the Psychological Group was doing a little cheer and throwing confetti in celebration!

Well done! Answering one step ahead, that’s how to highlight the slowness of the others’ reaction–slapping their face quick and feeling good.

Daisy Lynn’s face twitched slightly, what’s the deal with this annoying Emma Clark?

After the meeting, Patrick and the others felt an unprecedented joy. It was so inexplicably delightful to interact with the Research Institute Area like this.

Upon adjournment, Patrick decided to splurge and treat everyone to a big meal. Just as they reached the parking lot, Daisy Lynn chased after them.

“Team Leader Patrick, I have something to ask you,” Daisy Lynn said, ignoring Kiara completely, with an impeccably polite smile.

“What is it?”

“I heard that One was also involved in this operation. When does he have the time? I have some work-related questions I would like to ask him. Would you mind helping me ask him?”

Patrick blinked, “Don’t ask me about that, you should ask Dr. Clark if he has time.”

“Who?”

The hands of several members from the Psychological Group pointed in every direction towards Kiara, “Ask her!”

“Her…?” Suddenly, a bad premonition surged in Daisy Lynn’s heart–could it be…

“Dr. Clark being able to appear in our team as a short-term external aid is not only because of her solid professional skills but also reflects our humanistic care. She’s newly married to One; above all, sympathetic for their honeymoon being disturbed, so they specially approved Dr. Clark to be an external aid for a few days with us. Therefore, if you want to know when One has time, ask her.”

Underpants.

The heart of a not-too-young woman just shattered into several pieces.

Right after work, Edward Wheeler sensed an aura of lethality in the house.

His wise and matchless wife was wearing a bathrobe with a messy mask on her face, her bright eyes gleaming sharply as she glared at him.

“Wife, didn’t we agree to have dinner out with Second Brother and his family tonight? Aren’t you going to change and put on some makeup?”

“Heh, I don’t feel like putting on makeup. Do you have a problem with that?” Kiara said with a sarcastic tone.

“Oh, then don’t.” After all, his wife looked good with or without makeup.

“I knew it, you’re already tired of this face. Whether I wear makeup or not has no value in your eyes anymore.”

Edward Wheeler stopped in his tracks to the bathroom, turned back, and sat next to her. Their gazes met, and Kiara sent out a barrage of signals indicating her displeasure.