Chapter 383

Damian gently hugged her, patting her back softly. "Okay, I'll listen to you." After everything that happened today, Zelda felt utterly exhausted. Tomorrow, she had to attend the institute's anniversary celebration and represent the lab on stage. She needed to rest. "Let's go home," she said softly. Damian took her back. … The next day was the institute's anniversary celebration. Zelda didn't dress too elaborately as most of the attendees were in the medical field. Being busy with research, Ainsley couldn't attend and asked Zelda to represent him. Usually, the institute was simple and quiet, but today, with the anniversary celebration, it was bustling. Zelda wore a simple long shirt with jeans, and her hair was tied neatly in a high ponytail. Her appearance attracted many compliments. After all, she was the well-known figure, Sheila Wade—the rare genius of the century and Ainsley's protégé. Her identity naturally made her the object of admiration. "Ms. Wade, I heard you wer