All eyes were on Anastasia, but she remained perfectly composed. "Thank you for the kind offer, Mr. Brown, but I've already made my choice and I don't plan on changing my mind."
Bruno was also surprised that Aubrey knew Anastasia and seemed so fond of her. He shook his head and said, "Anastasia is indeed looking for a mentor, but your style doesn't align with hers. Someone else would be a better fit."
Aubrey was instantly displeased. "What do you mean, not a good fit? Are you saying I'm not capable of teaching her? Who are you looking down on?"
Seeing that the two were about to argue, Anastasia quickly interjected, "Mr. Brown, please, calm down. He didn't mean it like that..."
Aubrey was still not satisfied. "You haven't even agreed to be his student, so why are you calling him 'Professor'? If we're talking about guidance, didn't I offer you a word or two of advice when I gave you that formula before?"
Anastasia was speechless.
Did he?
She racked her brain but couldn't recall anything. Still, faced with Aubrey's scowl, she relented and said, "Professor Brown."
He was a respected senior in their field, so calling him 'Professor' was appropriate anyway.
Hearing her use the title, Aubrey's expression finally softened, and he shot Bruno a triumphant glance.
Bruno just shook his head, a mix of amusement and exasperation on his face.
Meanwhile, the others, especially Queena, watched in stunned disbelief as two titans of their field vied for Anastasia's acknowledgment. A bitter resentment welled up inside her.
She'd never received such treatment. What made Anastasia so special?!
But no one was paying attention to her anymore. Curious about Anastasia, many people approached Bruno to inquire about who she was.
Bruno made no secret of his high regard and admiration for Anastasia, praising her lavishly.

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