"Are you Camille?" Professor Cox asked.
"Yes," she answered with a small nod.
"I see. Just leave your application there. You can go now," Professor Cox said flatly.
He wasn't interested in being polite.
The selection was still in its early stages. There was no need for any face-to-face meetings yet.
Anyone who didn't follow the rules would only make him annoyed.
It didn't matter if Camille was from the Nelsen family. Even if a king showed up, Professor Cox would still ask him to leave.
"You old geezer," Anthony retorted in a sharp tone. "Looks like you don't understand kindness. Maybe a tougher approach will work better on you."
"Anthony," Camille warned him. "Professor Cox is much more senior than us. Watch your behavior. Step back now."
"Yes, Ms. Camille," Anthony nodded and stepped back swiftly.
Camille turned to Professor Cox.
