Chapter 506
An elderly, white-haired professor pushed his way through, his voice shaking with excitement as he publicly asked for confirmation.
“Dr. Sloan, if my eyes didn’t deceive me, were you using… the Cirrus Needles during the procedure p>
The crowd’s eyes burned with intense anticipation and awe as they waited in breathless silence for her answer.
At this point, there was no reason to hide anything.
Sienna’s expression was open and candid as she gave a faint nod. “Yes p>
That single word acted like a bomb detonating in the hall!
“The Cirrus Needles were lost to the world for nearly forty years. In his twilight years, Dr. Vance only took on one final apprentice and passed his life’s work onto her.
“Even Dr. Vance himself claimed that his Enigmatic Successor’s mastery of the Cirrus Needles had surpassed his own p>
One of the industry titans, staring at Sienna’s young, detached face, couldn’t help but ask.
“Dr. Sloan, the successor Dr. Vance claimed had surpassed him… is that you p>
Sienna met his gaze evenly. “It’s me p>
The entire crowd stopped breathing.
The media shoved forward, thrusting their voice recorders into the air.
Camera flashes erupted in a blinding sea of white light, pinning Sienna right in the center of the spotlight.
The murmurs swelled into a surging, deafening tide.
“The Cirrus Needles? The legendary needles with the cloud-etched patterns on the tails p>
“Dr. Vance’s Enigmatic Successor? Does that mean she’s currently the number one master of traditional medicine p>
“How old is she? In her early twenties p>
Standing before the onslaught of lenses, Sienna’s expression hardly shifted.
But the corridor was completely boiling over, the cheers deafening.
The legendary medical titan that countless doctors worshipped and elite billionaires scrambled to court p>
Turned out to be this young woman, the very same Sienna who had been ruthlessly dismissed and mocked as a gold-digger!
The sheer contrast was incredibly shocking!
At the back of the crowd, Celeste’s wheelchair had been shoved aside.
She kept a perfectly polite smile plastered on her face, her eyes curving just right.
It was the exact expression she had practiced hundreds of times in the mirror.
But the fingernails of her right hand were digging so fiercely into her palm that her knuckles had turned bone-white.
Helena stood beside her, making no attempt to hide her absolute shock.
She turned to Jarred, lowering her voice. “Sienna… is she really Dr. Vance’s Enigmatic Successor?
“How did she even get involved in alternative medicine? Isn’t she a psychiatrist p>
Jarred didn’t answer.
His gaze was locked on the center of the corridor, onto the woman surrounded by a sea of camera flashes.
Standing in the blinding light, Sienna’s side profile was sharp and unyielding, like a blade resting quietly in its sheath.
She was being swarmed and that worshipped by everyone, yet he face held a cool indifferenc suggested none of this was a big deal.
Jarred had known her for seven years.
In those seven years, he had seen her in countless different ways.
Wearing a white coat, dressed in casual clothes, even with wet hair stepping out of a swimming pool p>
Every version of her was beautiful in its own way.
But he had never realized she possessed a side so breathtaking it made his heart pound.
A very subtle, strange sensation began to rise in his chest.
He stared at her, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly.
Celeste sharply caught the movement.
The smile on her lips didn’t falter, but she dug her nails into her palms even harder.
Amidst the boiling, noisy crowd.
The elderly professor who had asked the first question spoke up again, his eyes brimming with curiosity.
“Dr. Sloan, you mentioned during the procedure that the most critical final step is still pending, and that it involves Dr Vaughan p>
As soon as the words left his mouth, every single pair of eyes in the hallTM instantly swiveled, locking onto a completely caught off guard. Celéste.
Celeste looked up in a daze, instinctively turning toward Sienna.
The moment their eyes met, she saw the razor-sharp lethality hidden in Sienna’s gaze.
Celeste’s heart clenched, an icy chill shooting straight up from the soles of her feet.