Seeing her expression, Kash continued to explain, "Mr. Willows, the president of our Sheffield Writers’ Association has his office located on the fifth floor. The five-star writers' works are also archived there. Obviously because very few people qualify to be five-star writers, there are very few documents housed there."

The three-star writer, who was standing next to Kash, also sighed, "Sheffield's literary circle has become prosperous. Every year, there are newcomers who pass the inspection and join the entry level. It's rare to see a five-star writer. I was surprised that a new student of Mr. Willows would qualify to apply for a five-star writer."

Vivian was aware of this when they had Lunch together.

The news that Curt's new disciple directly applied for a five-star writer had caused a great uproar in the domestic literary circle and the Writers' Association! Everyone was talking about it.

Vivian tried to make a smart remark to convey that she was enlightened.

“Ha-ha! Maybe the so-called new disciple is older than the three of us," Kash said with an envious smile.

Then he turned to Vivian and said, "I heard that Mr. Willows didn't leave his office today. I'll go to the fifth floor and hand in your materials to him. I'm pleased to see that you have passed our preliminary examination. As for the final inspection, according to the rules, the president of the Writers' Association oversees that personally."

“I understand. Thank you so much for your help. I'll wait for you downstairs,” Vivian said appreciatively.

Of course she would have loved to go upstairs to see Curt--one of the three legendary elders of the National Writers’ Association.

But since Kash didn't offer, she knew that she was not eligible to enter the building yet.

Kash was happy to see her behaving sensibly and gave her a look of gratitude. Then he went upstairs with the other two writers.

Vivian waited downstairs with bated breath.

Knock! Knock! They Lightly knocked on the door.

From the way they knocked, Curt immediately knew the members from the Writers’ Association must be at the door.

“Come on in." After saying that, Curt muttered under his breath, "You are always disturbing me when I'm having fun browsing Twitter.”

Greta rolled her eyes. Although she had lived with her grandfather since childhood, she was still not used to how this old man would sometimes act Like a wayward child.

When the three of them entered Curt's office, their facial expressions immediately turned more serious when they saw Curt and Greta.

“Mr. Willows, Miss Willows." Kash respectfully bowed to them.

"Kash, long time no see." Greta nodded and greeted the other two writers as well.

Although young, she was the chief editor of Novel Hub, a Leading national e-book website. She was naturally more experienced and successful than the low star-rated writers from the Writers’ Association.

Moreover, if someone like Kash wrote a book, he would even have to count on Greta to support him and endorse his work on Novel Hub's app to increase his sales.

Following their formal greeting, Kash immediately directed his attention to Curt.

"Mr. Willows, a promising new writer has expressed interest in joining our Writers’ Association recently. She is a local writer and has strong potential to become a successful one, though she only writes part-time. She has passed our preliminary assessment so I will share her file with you for the final evaluation... Besides, I have accepted her as my student.”

Kash didn't mention Vivian's name intentionally. He wanted to build the suspense with Curt.