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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.

Since no one knew the identities of the seven executives, they could very well be high-ranking officials from other countries, hence

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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major conference underway in North America, attended by numerous international leaders, it presented

at this moment. The only one who dared to show his face, the

significant position back

mind raced, and when he looked again, Sarah had ended the conference call

they had all been misled into thinking

place, possibly a secluded and

it seemed these individuals rarely, if ever, visited the research

need for them to trek all the

to use Chamber 8's weapon to create

location.

a lead on where they might

in North America, and with the international

they wouldn't be visiting the research

lan was determined to act tonight. He was due to deliver meds to

base, Philip gazed at the badge before him. It

that this time, the

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

he'd been copying Philip's

Phil held a glass of wine, nonchalantly bringing it to his

it down like water. Yet, his wine-tasting pose

were a connoisseur - all mimicked from

was like a robot devoid

within Philip, "Phil, cut it out