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The young man watched her with a mix of curiosity and amusement, "Sarah seems to have a beef with Philip? That's Isaac's

golden boy."

Sarah continued to fiddle with the test tube in her hand, her tone indifferent and devoid of emotion.

"Just don't see eye to eye; that's all."

The seven executives didn't say a word, fully aware of her quirky temperament.

lan stood right in front of her, able to see the contents on the screen clearly. The conference room where the executives usually

convened didn't seem to be in this area; the decor was entirely different.

What puzzled him was the background of the room where these people were gathered - it felt oddly familiar. But for the life of him,

he couldn't place where he'd seen it before.

He was certain it wasn't part of the research base's interior.

A frown creased his brow, and his eyelashes fluttered with intense thought. Perhaps these individuals were indeed not in this area,

not even in Cania.

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the need to conceal their faces. It was also possible they didn't know each other's identities, operating on a need-to-know basis.

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America, attended by numerous

in North America at this moment. The only

them, likely held no significant position back

Sarah had ended the conference call and returned to her

the reagent in his hand, realizing they had all been misled into

place, possibly a secluded

ever, visited the research base. They needed only the data,

need for them to

to create the chaos this evening as

location.

had a lead on where they might be, his plans

North America,

they wouldn't be visiting the research base

He was due to deliver meds to Chamber 8 later

at the badge before him. It was the insignia

the position was his

as he turned to look at Phil, who sat quietly at his side.

he'd been copying

it to his nose to sniff. But Philip knew better;

the flavors, simply gulping it down like water. Yet, his wine-tasting pose was elegant, as

were a connoisseur -

like a robot

Philip, "Phil, cut