Kristen wasn’t exactly a big deal, but since Will had introduced her, Amelia figured she should show a little respect for his sake.
Emmery looked like he had other people to take care of, so Amelia said gently, “Emmery, if you’ve got something to do, don’t worry about us. Just tell us where Dr. Wade’s office is, and we’ll find it ourselves.”
Emmery’s phone was buzzing nonstop in his hand. He could only apologize. “Sorry, you two. Dr. Wade’s office is just up ahead, take a left. I have to take this call.”
He turned and hurried downstairs, answering his phone as he went. “Hello, Lin—”
Amelia and Belle kept walking, missing the rest of his conversation.
Belle looked around, then inched closer to Amelia and whispered, “Emmery’s off to meet some big shot. Like, someone with serious connections.”
Amelia blinked. “How do you know?”
Belle tapped her glasses with a smug little smile. “I saw it with my own four eyes. Emmery saved that person’s number as ‘VIP Contact.’”
Amelia just stared. She’d always thought Belle was kind of cool and distant, but apparently she could be pretty gossipy once you got to know her.
Amelia wasn’t really interested in everyone else’s business. She just glanced around the hallway, her nerves prickling a little. Deep down, she was kind of hoping to run into Dr. Borgen or her old group from school.
Last time, she’d bumped into Dr. Wade and Dr. Borgen outside that restaurant, and it was obvious those two weren’t just there to eat. When top people like that brought along their students, there was definitely more going on—probably some talk about working together.
But when they reached Dr. Wade’s office, Amelia peeked inside, a little nervous. Only Dr. Wade was there.
She felt a tiny pang of disappointment, but she knocked and called softly, “Dr. Wade?”
“Amelia!” Dr. Wade had just finished a call, but the second he saw her at the door, his expression changed completely—he broke into a huge, welcoming smile and walked over.
Belle, meanwhile, looked like she was about to faint. Her idol was right there in front of her, alive and real. She clutched Amelia’s sleeve, her hands trembling.
“Oh my god, oh my god, I can’t breathe! It’s really Dr. Wade—like, actually him!”
Amelia couldn’t help but laugh. “Take it easy, Belle.”
Belle managed to flash a bright smile as Dr. Wade came over, then leaned toward Amelia and whispered, “From now on, just call me Belle. Don’t be so formal, okay?”
Amelia just grinned. Well, at least she was getting to bask in Dr. Wade’s glow, too.
“Hello, Dr. Wade! I’m Belle. I’m a huge fan of your work!” Belle tried to keep it together, but her hands were still shaking a little as she shook his hand.
Dr. Wade patted her on the shoulder, reassuring. “Don’t worry about it. You’re younger than he is—he can’t stay mad forever. What’s he going to do, hold a grudge until he’s old and gray?”
Only Dr. Wade could get away with saying something like that.
Amelia couldn’t help but laugh, feeling a lot better.
“Oh, Dr. Wade,” she said, pulling the folders out of her bag and handing them over. “I did some research on the Green Wall project ahead of time. Based on the data you’ve published, I put together an analysis and came up with a few possible solutions to the main problems you’re facing. If you have time, I’d love for you to take a look.”
She hadn’t slept well the night before, so she’d just gotten up early and worked straight through until morning.
Dr. Wade didn’t owe her anything—he was helping her out of kindness. The only thing she could offer in return was her own brainpower.
Dr. Wade’s eyes lit up. “Amelia, you’re just too honest for your own good! I really shouldn’t take advantage of you like this, but—” Even as he said it, he was already flipping through the folders, his eyes getting brighter with every page.
He’d hit the jackpot.
After setting the folders aside, Dr. Wade pulled out a stack of documents from under his desk and set them in front of Amelia.
“Take a look at these first, Amelia. I’ll take your friend here to the supply room to check on the materials you’ll need.” He turned to Belle, clearly forgetting her name for a second, but just waved her along. “Come on, let’s go.”

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