Chapter 6 My Billionaire Missing Lover

• It was already midnight when Olivia stepped out of the laboratory. Despite her good physical condition, she had been staying up for several days and was starting to feel the strain. Dark circles were visible under her eyes. Her lips were dry and cracked, and she looked like a dried vegetable that had lost all its moisture, desiccated, and withered. Fortunately, her natural attributes, such as her b*dy shape and bone structure, were all standard features of a stunning beauty. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to endure such a relentless routine of sleeplessness and hard work. At noon, Liam gave her a call, asking her to come back home when she had some free time. Initially, she planned on going back after finishing the experiment today. However, it was already too late at this point. “Forget it! I’ll go back tomorrow morning,” she said inwardly.
• While walking outside, she bumped into a senior student with the same advisor. Seeing Olivia, the senior student hurriedly approached her and asked, “Hey, Olivia, are you planning on doing an early pursuit of your Ph.D.?” Olivia nodded and said, “Yeah, it’s already been decided.” “Who is your supervisor?” When Olivia announced her early enrollment. for her Ph.D., the senior student felt a bit envious. Ever since Olivia entered the college, she has been an all-star, outshining all the other top students before her. She only spent two years on her undergraduate degree and two years on her master’s degree, and now, at the age of 23, she was about to start her Ph.D. studies. “Professor Owen.” “Professor Owen?”
• The senior student exclaimed, “Do you mean Professor Lewis Owen?” Olivia nodded in agreement. “Oh my goodness, impressive!” exclaimed the senior student. Professor Lewis Owen was a renowned figure in their field of research, greatly respected both domestically and internationally. It was said that Professor Owen rarely took on doctoral students unless they were exceptionally talented. Being a student of Professor Owen was the dream of every biology student. The senior student wanted to inquire more about Professor Owen, but Olivia had already spotted Amelia waiting at the campus gate. She paused her steps for a moment and said to the senior student, “Excuse me. Someone is coming to pick me up. I’ll take my leave.”