All Her Secrets

Branden escorted Catherine to the laboratory door. On their way, Marshall messaged Catherine. He was relieved when he was sure Catherine had set off and was almost at the lab.

As the car eased in, Catherine caught sight of Marshall standing by the stairs and smiled. "Professor Hartley's got an interesting character." Branden was always attentive to Catherine. He glanced out the window after hearing her words.

"Speople are just born for research!" Branden said.

Only ones like Marshall, who could endure, weren't bothered by fame, and devoted themselves entirely to their experiments, could scale the heights of science.

Catherine raised an eyebrow in agreement. "That's right." Branden gently ruffled her hair, and his voice softened as he replied, "My girl is too." Catherine's dedicated nature and genius mind destined her for an extraordinary life.

As the car halted, Catherine lightly pushed away Branden's hand and was ready to exit. She knew if she dawdled any longer, Marshall might rush up to tug the car door open himself.

Once Catherine got out, Branden gently grasped her arm and reminded her." Letknow when you're done." "Alright." After receiving Catherine's response, Branden reluctantly let go and watched her depart with Marshall.

Marshall hurried Catherine toward the lab without pause. The moment they stepped inside, without a nod to Patrick, Marshall guided her to the front of the lab bench.

Patrick, who had raised his hand in greeting, let it drop with a resigned smile.

Thankfully, he knew Marshall's temperament. Otherwise, he might have thought Marshall had an issue with him. He had a wry smile before following along to assess the situation. Marshall handed his calculations over to Catherine and asked her to find the possible glitches.

After Catherine glanced at the data, she didn't spot any glitches.

However, the outcwas undoubtedly incorrect.

machine. Let's redo this, "Catherine

started the calculations anew. Halfway through, Catherine spoke up. Stop!" Though unsure of Catherine's intent, Marshall

machine's malfunctioning." "The machine's malfunctioning?" Marshall and

it hard

Catherine, are you sure?”

with the machine." With Catherine's assurance, Marshall and Patrick promptly called the technical room after exchanging a glance.

was confirmed that the machine had an issue. There was a module malfunctioned,

the machine, Marshall hurried to Catherine's side and

how did you figure out the machine had a

looked

is external interference. Based on the deviation in the results, it had to be the machine. Professor Hartley, when I asked you to restart the machine earlier, it was to confirm if the problem lay with it." Both Marshall and Patrick were slightly bewildered by Catherine's explanation, but it reaffirmed in their minds that Catherine was an exceptional

you should eventually

was that these

thorough. When they found discrepancies, they'd repeatedly recalibrate, reevaluate, and search for errors within

direction was wrong, it naturally led

held the report and marveled

hadn't expected, after researching for so long, to

problem's root cause identified, Marshall

machine was broken and the repair would take a while, they found the root cause. That meant the issue would be resolved eventually so there was no