Spoiled by Mr. Russell

"You've worked hard.” Mike nodded. This was the first time he acknowledged what she said. He hated Rhea because she was vicious, scheming, and had no boundaries. Her heart was as black as coal. However, she had indeed worked very hard.

Mike could see the efforts she had put in regarding experimenting. Regardless of whether he had woken up early or gone to bed late, he noticed she was always in the laboratory, experimenting all day and night.

Rhea was either reading books or looking up information. He had never seen another woman that was as hardworking as her.

“Then, why is God so unfair?!" She slammed her hands onto the table, venting her dissatisfaction.

‘I worked so hard but failed, while Lily casually...’

"Hard work is nothing in the face of a prodigy,” Mike said.

Rhea suddenly turned her head to look at him with

sigh of relief before saying, "Yes, you're hardworking and talented, but there will always be an inherent gap between gifted individuals. Although effort can compensate for the gap, hard work is insignificant despite

come to terms with this fact long ago. He was also someone who had gone through hard times. He had worked harder in the business industry and

every growth would be met with bottleneck situations that were difficult to break through. He had struggled for a long time and plateaued.

few words from him could resolve Mike's confusion, and the latter overcame his struggles immediately. Just like that, Mike managed to get

realized Alexander's 1Q was much higher than his own. That kind of thinking and vision for Alexander was natural. It was not something Mike could learn by putting in an effort.

Rhea was just like himself back in the day. No matter how hard she tried, she could never

hands and, for the first

to her limits. It made her see she might be a little smarter than ordinary people, but

look for the boss,” Mike said. Rhea continued lying on the table and did not move. Mike noticed she was still lying there and was about to leave when he heard a cold sneer. “Why are we looking for the boss? How long will you keep up

"Huh?"