Karina let out a sigh. "Maybe the topic didn't align with their core values?"

"Don't let anyone else hear you say that," Yvette warned, visibly uneasy as she shuddered. "If word gets out, you're done for."

It was clear Yvette couldn't believe Karina had the audacity to openly criticize the Association. Who else would dare?

"I'm just trying to find some humor in a bad situation," Karina said, exasperated. "I put so much effort into that paper, and now that it's been rejected, can't I even vent a little?"

Yvette sighed again and plopped into a chair. "Seriously, though, why'd you even pick a fight with the Association? Now look, you and Dr. Wilfred are probably the only two people they've ever deliberately targeted." Karina froze for a moment, then felt an unexpected urge to laugh.

Technically, Wilfred wasn't her mentor in the formal sense, but the situation was undeniably ironic. His paper had also been rejected by the Association in the past, and now hers had been too.

It seemed the Association had a vendetta against them.

Still, Karina wasn't planning to sit back and accept defeat. Letting this go would mean never publishing a paper again, and that wasn't an option.

but for now, no solutions came to mind. With no

she told

his brows. "I suspected as much, but I didn't think they'd be so blatant

she did that it

to find Wilfred, only to discover he

equally puzzled. "No idea. He didn't say. I was hoping you'd know when he'll be back,

average, many of which were complex. At this point, he was practically a legend in the hospital-a role model

absence left

and left, deep

the hospital unless it was for something urgent. What could have kept him away all day? She couldn't

took on one herself. By the time she was done in the evening, she was exhausted, her shoulders aching

bench, she heard voices down the

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