Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 572

Lauren stood frozen, her face ashen. She was still reeling from Anastasia's presentation, and now, under the assault of accusatory stares, she felt a surge of hatred so intense it felt like her heart would explode.

She whipped her head toward the stage, her eyes meeting Anastasia’s. Anastasia gave her a cold, challenging smile, her powerful aura making Lauren’s heart clench.

With a silent, triumphant sneer, Anastasia broke eye contact and descended the stage, returning to the Unison Pharma section.

"Miss Sterling!"

"Chairwoman!"

Mr. Lynn, Cora, and the others were on their feet, their faces flushed with excitement and their eyes shining with adoration as they welcomed her back.

Anastasia's lips curved into a smile. "Sit down, all of you. What's all this fuss about?"

"Anastasia, you were incredible!" Cora squealed in a hushed, worshipful tone.

For a moment, Anastasia saw a flash of her cousin Juliet in Cora's star-struck expression, and she couldn't help but smile again.

"What's so incredible? You all knew what the new drug was capable of."

"We knew, but you were still incredible!" someone else chimed in excitedly. "You were amazing up there! Not only were you completely unfazed, but your presence commanded the entire room!"

"And you basically developed the drug on your own! We were just assistants doing simple support tasks. You're the one who's brilliant!"

"Anastasia, how does your brain even work? Thinking back on that week in the lab, everything went so smoothly! It was like you already knew every next step, you never once went down the wrong research path…"

The audience found it torturous, and so did the presenters on stage. Though the conference wasn't over, everyone knew that no one could steal the spotlight from Unison Pharma. With that thought hanging in the air, the researchers who followed delivered their presentations with a noticeable lack of enthusiasm.

Finally, the presentation segment ended. The judges and industry titans who had been watching Anastasia like hawks immediately surged forward, surrounding her.

"Chairwoman Sterling, I had a question about something you mentioned…"

"Ms. Sterling, I was hoping to discuss a point with you…"

In this room, Anastasia was shockingly young. Before, some might have looked down on her as a wet-behind-the-ears girl. Now, no one dared to underestimate her. They addressed her as an equal, their tone unfailingly polite.

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