Chapter 96
Jane Lawrence gave a helpless smile. “Miss Sanders, I thought I made it very clear–I don’t have the time and won’t be attending
the competition.”
Her assistant stepped in, blocking Sarah. “Miss, Professor Lawrence’s time in the country is limited. All her activities are pre- scheduled, and there’s no way to change her commitments to accommodate your competition.”
“Did you get a chance to review the files I gave you?” Sarah asked hopefully.
Jane hadn’t expected her persistence. She nodded. “Yes, I’ve reviewed them. I must admit, the work from Adams University’s
students is impressive. There are some very interesting ideas.”
Sarah’s eyes lit up, but Jane quickly tempered her expectations. “However, Miss Sanders, those files alone aren’t enough to
justify altering my schedule. I returned to the country to participate in a symposium with East Coast’s psychology experts. Every
issue we address there could provide crucial solutions for patients struggling with similar mental health challenges. I’m racing
against time–not for money, but for the benefit of those patients. Or do
you think, Miss Sanders, that what I’m doing is less
important than your competition?”
Her words hit Sarah like a bucket of cold water. She was stunned. It hadn’t occurred to her to view things from this perspective.
Her sole focus had been on creating opportunities for Adams University’s students.
Jane’s voice softened as she continued, “Are you wondering why I attended Miss Chancer’s birthday banquet? That’s simple-
because Mr. Chancer offered me resources. Any kind of research, regardless of the field, requires significant manpower and
funding. Psychological research abroad is far more advanced than in this country, largely because they invest significantly more money into it. The support Mr. Chancer provided outweighs the value of me attending just another symposium. Even though I don’t personally need that funding, many psychologists here in East Coast do.”
Indeed, the financial and resource demands of psychological research often surpassed even those of traditional scientific studies.
Psychology also required collaboration with medical frameworks, bridging the two fields.
Sarah felt a wave of shame wash over her. She realized how naive she’d been. Taking a step back, she said, “Professor Lawrence,
I’m sorry for bothering you.”
Without hesitation, she turned and walked away.
Jane was taken aback. This young woman was certainly decisive, leaving without unnecessary argument. Turning to her assistant, she asked, “Where are those files she gave me yesterday?”
“They’re on your bedside table,” the assistant replied.
“Alright.”
Later, back at the hotel, after taking a brief rest, Jane remembered the documents Sarah had mentioned. She retrieved them from
her bedside table. At the banquet, she’d only skimmed them, and the previous night, fatigue had prevented her from delving
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deeper.
Now, as she read through them more carefully, she realized the depth of the work. Every paper was based on her theories, but
what stood out were the fresh perspectives and unique insights.
When she reached the next article, her eyes widened, and a chill ran down her spine. This wasn’t just a paper built on her previous
research; it included forward–thinking proposals and hypotheses aligned with her latest direction in psychological studies.
Even from the first page, Jane found herself gaining inspiration. Although the paper’s depth didn’t match her own scholarly
works, some of its bold ideas ventured into territory she herself hadn’t dared to explore.
Her gaze
shifted to the name at the bottom of the document.
Sarah Sanders.
