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

moment. The only one who

them, likely held no significant position back

ended the conference call and returned to her

hand, realizing they had all been misled into thinking

a secluded and even

research

to trek all

to create the chaos this evening as a means to

location.

where they might be,

North America, and with the international leaders’ conference

visiting

to deliver meds to

tticked by, in a part of the research base, Philip gazed at the badge before him. It was the insignia of the chairman, and

time, the position was his for

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

been copying Philip's every

held a glass of wine, nonchalantly bringing it to his nose to sniff. But Philip knew better;

difference between the flavors, simply gulping it down like water. Yet, his

a connoisseur - all mimicked

was like a robot

within Philip, "Phil, cut