Goddess of Mathematics Incarnate

Night fell.

Adam, having put Ellis Grey's private tutoring session on hold for the evening, first went to see Phoebe. After leaving the Medical Center, he visited Monica at her apartment.

After checking on her and chatting with Monica and Chandler for a while, he took his leave.

He had a date tonight.

Outside Duncan Apartment.

A beautiful woman stood at the door, smoothed her fitted clothes, glanced at the camera in the corner, took a deep breath, and pressed the doorbell.

"Sandra, you can do this. Don't forget your main objective this time! Don't!"

Sandra, a reporter for the Daily Bugle, kept psyching herself up as she waited for the door to open.

A week ago, after realizing she had shamefully laid all her cards on the table, Sandra had been dejected for a while before pulling herself together again.

Because she realized that Adam had wanted to confuse her, yet in doing so, he had inadvertently brought her back into the game.

His cleverness had backfired on him!

She had shifted from the shadows into the open, only to quietly shift back from the open into the shadows.

It was so thrilling.

She could already imagine the praise people would shower upon her when she exposed Adam's true face in an article someday: wisdom, courage, beauty... every wonderful adjective would be bestowed upon her.

And with Adam's dazzling fame, all of it would be within easy reach.

She should have come back six days ago to keep up the momentum.

But circumstances simply had not allowed it.

She had rested properly at home for several days and carefully planned everything ahead. Only after deciding the advantage was hers did she excitedly ask Adam out.

But what angered her was that Adam had actually turned her down politely, saying