She didn''t consider herself a particrly likable person.


    Otherwise, in her past life, she wouldn''t have had a bunch of enemies hiring hitmen to take her down. She wasn''t exactly known for herpassion, her personality as unpredictable as the weather, and she did things entirely based on her mood.


    Thankfully, while she didn''t have many virtues, the few she had were enough.


    Miranda said, "I''m a bit busytely, and my herb garden needs tending. Once we''re back, I''ll teach you how it''s done. You''ll have your ownb, all the equipment you need, and you can experiment to your heart''s content."


    Crystal''s eyes lit up at the mention.


    Miranda noticed her expression and added, "Of course, you can choose not to stay with me."


    Crystal was a brilliant medical student with an almost obsessive passion for pharmacology, once a rising star in the field.


    She had developed a new drug, only to have her achievements stolen by her mentor, who framed her for creating a banned substance,nding her in prison. Eventually, she was transferred to Redrock Detention. What the world didn''t know was that Redrock Detention, seemingly an ordinary prison, actually housed a prison within a prison.


    This inner prison held some very special inmates. Genius criminals or elite wrongdoers, they were gathered here due to their significant achievements in their respective fields.


    Their entric personalities caused constant trouble, making them a headache for the warden.


    These people were unlikely to die in prison, and upon release, they might even be industry leaders or national pirs. Some of them were already earmarked by higher-ups.


    Managing this group was a nightmare until Miranda came along.


    "I''ll go with you," Crystal decided without hesitation.


    Miranda smiled and continued driving. "The world''srgest pharmaceuticalpany probably has a position waiting for you once you finish your sentence. You might want to reconsider."


    Crystal remained firm. "I told you, I''m with you."


    Her words were short, with a hint of impatience. Miranda''s smile grew a little wider.


    Crystal added, "Working like a donkey for those idiots isn''t as good as farming for you." Miranda was momentarily speechless. The sentiment was nice, but it sounded a bit odd.


    Crystal was only interested in


    academia, she couldn''t care less et


    about whom she worked for. What mattered was who could offer her the greatest value.


    She had seen Miranda''s medical skills. Crystal was certain that no one else in the world had abilities like Miranda''s.


    Miranda was skilled in both medicine and pharmacology. Following Miranda was the only way Crystal could explore fields previously beyond her reach.


    There was another reason, too.


    Her mentor, who had framed her,


    ended up in jail. That was a task Miranda, gave to Maximus, who uncovered that Crystal''s mentor had giarized multiple students work, leading to a conviction.


    As they neared home, Crystal finally asked out of curiosity, "What are you busy with?"


    Miranda replied, "Doing a reality show for money."


    Crystal frowned. "That''s beneath you."


    In her mind, academics should focus solely on their research, not seek the limelight.


    Miranda was speechless. She was merely going along with the world''s way of making money -how was that beneath her?


    "If I don''t earn money, are you going to support me?"


    Crystal fell silent.


    Although hertest batch of drugs fetched a decent price on the ck market, who everined about having too much money?


    Miranda was essentially starting


    from scratch now. Not like the t


    vel.get


    days when NexMed Labs had


    generations of umted wealth enough for her to splurge,