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the tension in the room escalates as Henry confidently asserts that Sydney's claims about a new drug's effectiveness are valid. He emphasizes her dedication and brilliance in refining the formula, which has been a challenging journey.

His admiration for her innovative spirit shines through as he stands against the disbelief of Hugh and Wallace, who are taken aback by the implications of his words regarding their lack of contribution to the research. As the meeting progresses, Penelope's insincerity becomes evident when she attempts to take credit for Sydney's work. Sydney, however, sees through her facade and firmly establishes the boundaries of their collaboration. The confrontation highlights Penelope's desire for recognition without effort, contrasting sharply with Sydney's commitment to her craft.

Sydney's icy response demonstrates her resolve to not let Penelope benefit from her hard work without contributing meaningfully. The atmosphere thickens with tension as Penelope challenges Sydney, questioning her capabilities and dismissing her achievements as improbable. Sydney, fueled by her mentor Alan's influence, stands her ground and counters Penelope's skepticism with sharp retorts. The emotional stakes rise as Penelope's anger and contempt become palpable, revealing her insecurities about her own abilities compared to Sydney's.

As the chapter concludes, Sydney's determination is evident when she hints at the possibility of having studied for longer than just four years. This revelation leaves a lingering question about her true potential and expertise, setting the stage for further developments in the narrative. The chapter encapsulates themes of recognition, rivalry, and the struggle for validation in a high-stakes research environment.

Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 211** **Chapter 211** Henry's voice was steady, a calm amidst the brewing storm. "She didn't lie to you," he stated, his tone measured and collected. "The drug that reduces side effects by fifty percent is already undergoing trials.

it was a meticulous process that required endless hours of refinement. Sydney had dedicated herself to meticulously adjusting the formula, each tweak a testament to her relentless pursuit of perfection. Henry couldn't help but feel a swell of admiration for her. He had witnessed her brilliance firsthand, observing each small victory she achieved, and he marveled at

Hugh and Wallace exchanged looks of disbelief, their expressions frozen in shock. Sensing the weight of the moment, Henry decided to press on. "Originally, she submitted the findings under your team's name. However, since it's evident that you contributed nothing of value, the research record will solely credit Sydney and Marcus." The air in the room thickened with tension as Hugh and Wallace struggled to comprehend the implications of Henry's words. They opened their mouths to protest, but the moment had passed;

you, Ms. Wilson, share the specific details of this drug already in trials?" Her

no one implied you could simply sit back and reap the rewards. When you can produce results of the same caliber, I won't hesitate to share." She had seen through Penelope's facade. The woman was driven by an insatiable thirst for recognition, devoid of any real talent or dedication. This so-called partnership was little more than a

Penelope's high heels reverberated behind them as she hurried to catch up, her voice ringing out with a mix of disbelief and challenge. "You're bluffing! You tricked them, but you can't pull the wool over my eyes. I refuse to believe that some ordinary student from Jouleston University could possibly develop something like this." She begrudgingly acknowledged

would struggle to accomplish something so ambitious at his age and with his limited stamina. "But Alan is my mentor," Sydney retorted sharply, her words cutting through the air. "The very Alan you desperately tried to impress, only to be rejected." The memory of that humiliating day when Caleb had taken

to convince me you've mastered all of his medicinal expertise in such a short time." Everyone knew that mastering the intricacies of medicine demanded both innate talent and years of dedication. Four years might suffice to fool a few patients in a clinic, but real progress in drug research-where tangible results were paramount-was an entirely different beast. Moreover, whispers circulated that Alan had only passed his full legacy to a single, enigmatic protégé,