Martha just stood there, completely frozen with her phone in her hand.
Her face went totally stiff.
The excitement from getting the call just a second ago hadn't even worn off before her face twisted in pure disbelief the moment she realized I actually was Vina.
Those two totally different expressions clashed on her face, making her look incredibly bizarre.
The crowd around them started buzzing loudly.
"Wow, so she really is Professor Vina!"
"How could it be fake? That assistant looks super familiar too—it's Jordan, the guy who usually accepts awards for her."
"Plus, Jordan is the son of the Vidal Group. There's no way this is a setup."
Jordan draped a coat over my shoulders and addressed the crowd.
"Professor Vina came back to the country ahead of me to visit family and handle so
