"And how do you know he wouldn’t like me?" Daphne shot back with a grin. "Because he just wouldn’t," Heidi retorted, flustered. "Stop overthinking things, okay?" But deep down, even Heidi wasn’t entirely certain if Joseph could resist someone like Daphne. Women like her rarely got rejected by men. "Heidi, we’re just joking. Look at you, acting like someone’s about to snatch your man away," the short-haired girl teased, her tone lighthearted. "Fine, I’ll share my food with you, but only if you promise me one thing," Heidi said after a moment of thought, her expression unusually serious. "What is it?" Daphne and the short-haired girl asked in unison. "You can’t tell anyone about my brother-in-law’s past. It wasn’t easy for him to get this job. If people find out about his history, it might affect his work." "And don’t bring up my connection to him, either. That’s all in the past now. Mentioning it could lead to unnecessary complications." "He’s been married to my sister for year

"It’s fine, go ahead and look. My Facebook is a mess—no labels, no organization. I think you’re the only one with a note attached to your name. What kind of privacy could I possibly have for you to see?" Joseph chuckled, shaking his head. "Alright, I’ll take a look. Don’t worry, I won’t snoop," Alice said, finally picking up Joseph’s phone and unlocking it. The moment she opened it, her eyes widened in shock—there were over a hundred unread messages. "‘Professor Wilson, want to come over to my place tonight and play some games? My parents aren’t home!’" Alice read aloud, her voice dripping with disbelief. "What the hell is this? Playing games? Is that what they’re really inviting you for? Women these days are just shameless." "Here’s another one: ‘Professor Wilson, my sink is clogged. Can you come over tonight and help clear it? It’s so uncomfortable having the sink clogged; the water’s everywhere.’" Alice’s jaw dropped as she continued to read. "A clogged sink? Why don’t they c

"According to the schedule, no, I’m free this afternoon. But Professor Sanchez has a meeting with me at four," Joseph replied. "Ah, well, all the professors here are assigned private rest spaces. If you’re free now, I could show you yours. If you ever consider moving into campus housing, you’ll need to apply separately for a faculty dorm. These private rest spaces are just for midday breaks—they only have a bed and basic amenities," Brady explained. "Living on campus isn’t for me—I already have a place to stay. But if you’re not busy, I’d appreciate it if you could show me the rest space. Having a quiet spot to take a break during the day sounds nice," Joseph said with a smile. Deep down, Joseph was sure Alice would never allow him to move onto campus. And truthfully, he didn’t want to either. Living with Alice meant having someone to talk to, eat with, and share his days and nights. Humans were social creatures, after all. While Joseph was capable of enduring loneliness, he saw no

At that moment, in Leonard Sanchez’s office at Nova University, Joseph was still engrossed in reviewing Fiona’s thesis materials. Leonard had just finished a phone call and, seeing how focused Joseph was, refrained from disturbing him. About ten minutes later, Joseph finally set the papers down. "Finished reading, Professor Wilson? What do you think?" Leonard asked with a smile. "There’s still a lot of work to be done," Joseph replied, a faint smile playing on his lips. Leonard nodded knowingly. He’d been supervising Fiona’s thesis for some time now, but the topic was outside his area of expertise. To make matters worse, it was a niche and particularly challenging subject, even within its field. Despite her efforts, Fiona’s progress had been slow. Joseph’s involvement had given Leonard a renewed sense of hope. Not only was Joseph young and exceptionally talented, but his brilliance was undeniable. "Do you have any specific suggestions?" Leonard asked, testing the waters. "The ma

The problem that had troubled her for so long had been resolved in just a few sentences by the man she had always looked down upon. The irony of it all weighed on her. She had never imagined Joseph to be such a capable individual. At least in the realm of teaching, he could stand on equal footing with Leonard Sanchez. Even Leonard sought his assistance, which spoke volumes about Joseph’s brilliance in Sanchez’s eyes. "Professor Wilson, you truly are a master of inspiration. It only took a few words to open up new possibilities for us. Remarkable, truly remarkable! Mr. Harris is incredibly fortunate to have you on board. These days, I see him smiling while walking, smiling while eating, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he smiles in his sleep!" Leonard Sanchez exclaimed as he rose, his excitement palpable. Joseph had resolved one of Sanchez’s concerns today, leaving him feeling thoroughly at ease. The three directions Joseph proposed were not only practical but also highly promising. If