CHAPTER 141: CHAPTER 141: PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY

Fragments scattered before those elite figures.

Everyone looked at Seraphina Redgrave with expressions full of astonishment. There were students from ordinary backgrounds who had gotten in before, but upon hearing the conditions, they all abandoned their dignity to beg them, some even knelt down, because the resources of the Elite Society were something some would never even dare to dream of in a lifetime. How can a transfer student be so defiant?

After all that effort to qualify for SSS, she tore up the application form.

Without even begging, and she even said the Elite Society was disgusting?

She threw away the application, remembered those people, and walked straight out.

Leaving a room full of people in astonishment.

The gentle light of the sunset shone in Hibiscus Garden, and the roses in the garden also became gentle, swaying softly in the evening breeze.

Sprayed with mist, they appeared even more delicate.

Granny Coleman stood beside Seraphina Redgrave, watching her water the roses, her fair arms looking even more beautiful against the backdrop of the roses, and upon seeing her face, it seemed extraordinarily ethereal, more than mortal. She clearly was spacing out, her gaze hollow and wandering.

"Why is Miss not studying today and thinking of watering flowers?"

Granny Coleman was puzzled.

"Thinking about things, not in the mood to study."

Seraphina Redgrave gazed at the roses before her, as if speaking to herself: "I thought Sovereign College was a fair place, but discovered it still can’t escape Z-country’s class system, which I find disgusting."

"In Z-country this is only natural, everywhere there’s hierarchy, like me, serving others all my life."

Granny Coleman looked at Seraphina Redgrave strangely, not understanding why she was troubled by such things.

"But it shouldn’t be like this."

Seraphina Redgrave spoke firmly, pressing down on the spray bottle forcefully, letting each rose be covered in mist.

"Why shouldn’t it be like this?"

A man’s deep voice came from behind.

Seraphina Redgrave was about to turn when someone hugged her from behind, Ethan Sterling lowered his head, placing a kiss behind her ear, "Who angered my Little Rose? I’ll take care of him."

Seeing this scene, Granny Coleman took the watering can from Seraphina Redgrave’s hand and went inside alone.

"It’s nothing, just thinking about my own things."

Seraphina Redgrave looked at the man’s hand on her belly, wanting to break free, but was held tighter: "Really?"

"Really."

The things she wanted to do didn’t need anyone else’s help.

Ethan Sterling glanced at Seraphina Redgrave, his eyes deepening, suddenly he pulled Seraphina and wanted to enter the room: "Come here."

Seraphina Redgrave followed him inside, Ethan Sterling sat on the sofa, pulling Seraphina Redgrave down to sit.

What did Ethan Sterling want to do?

Ethan Sterling loosened his tie slightly, glanced around, saw a business magazine on the table, he picked it up and waved it in front of Seraphina Redgrave: "Have you read this?"

"No."

She’d been busy studying lately, where was the time to read magazines, this should be something Nathan Ayers left in Hibiscus Garden.

"Read." Ethan Sterling stuffed the magazine into Seraphina Redgrave’s hands.

"Huh?"

Seraphina Redgrave didn’t understand Ethan Sterling’s actions.

Ethan Sterling patted his own leg: "Lie down and read, call me when you finish."

What does he really want?

Seraphina Redgrave felt it strange, but Ethan Sterling didn’t give her any room to argue, directly pressed her onto his leg, parted her long hair: "Read."

Seraphina Redgrave didn’t understand Ethan Sterling’s intentions, but it’s strange she started reading the magazine, flipping through casually.

"Read word by word, don’t skim."

Ethan Sterling looked at Seraphina Redgrave, his tone full of the unquestionable, while his hand touched her face, as if playing with a treasure.

"Alright."

Seraphina Redgrave had no choice but to concentrate.

Ethan Sterling sat on the sofa, petting Seraphina Redgrave’s silky smooth hair, occasionally sliding his fingers past her earlobe, waiting patiently for her to read the magazine.

He really was idle.

Granny Coleman came out with coffee and placed it on the coffee table: "Young Master Sterling, the coffee’s ready."

"Leave it there."

Ethan Sterling picked up the coffee, taking a light sip.

Bitter enough, it’s a taste he liked.

Just after two sips, Seraphina Redgrave closed the magazine in her hand and spoke expressionlessly: "Finished."

So soon?

Ethan Sterling looked at Seraphina Redgrave, his eyes revealing disbelief, then took the magazine from her hand.

Seraphina Redgrave sat up, casually tidying her hair.

Ethan Sterling opened the magazine, his voice low: "Page ten, ten years ago what caused the bankruptcy of business tycoon Felix Channing?"

Upon hearing this question, Seraphina Redgrave understood why Ethan Sterling had her read this magazine.

She paused, then spoke: "President Channing abandoned his wife and child, finally exposed by them online, rivals used public opinion to incite emotions, the stock market plummeted, market value dropped drastically, and vitality was damaged. Afterwards several rivals joined forces towards his initiatives, causing the downfall of a generation’s business mogul."

This was the original sentence in the magazine.

Ethan Sterling’s eyes deepened further, casually opening another page: "What products are on page twenty-one?"

This time it was a picture question.

Page twenty-one...

Seraphina Redgrave recalled: "A pair of sky blue shoes, a shirt with a rainbow print, and a crocodile skin bag."

Completely correct.

"On the last page, what punctuation follows his business secrets being leaked by the media in the story?" Ethan Sterling’s questions were increasingly tricky.

Seraphina Redgrave sat on the sofa, trying hard to recall.

The magazine appeared in its entirety in her mind, the content of the last page completely surfacing.

Ethan Sterling watched Seraphina Redgrave’s eyes, the bitterness of the coffee had not yet dissipated.

Seraphina Redgrave was leaning very close, Ethan Sterling could even smell the faint scent of shower gel on her, he couldn’t help but swallow.

Within half a minute, Seraphina Redgrave spoke: "It’s an exclamation mark, this section is a story written by the media, the writing is average, the author loves using exclamation marks."

Again, correct.

She only read it once, yet remembered even the punctuation marks.

Ethan Sterling looked at Seraphina Redgrave’s clear eyes, the look in his eyes turned to inquiry: "You have photographic memory."

Ethan Sterling didn’t hesitate at all, drawing a conclusion.

Previously Nathan Ayers told him Seraphina Redgrave achieved SSS, Ethan Sterling knew Sovereign College’s SSS isn’t something obtained by studying a few days, unless...

She’d seen it once and remembered, replicating all the book’s contents into her mind.

"Yes."

Seraphina Redgrave did not deny it.

Ethan Sterling put down the coffee, curiosity and interest in his eyes, he suddenly leaned forward sticking closely to Seraphina Redgrave, holding her chin down compelling her, his voice low: "My Little Rose is truly capable, not only can she fight, but has such skills too, what else are you hiding from me?"

With such skills, going to The College of Arts was indeed an underutilization of her talent.

"Combat skills were honed in restricted areas for survival, good memory is innate, is there a problem?"