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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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underway in North America, attended

executives were probably all in North America at this moment. The only one who dared to show his

them, likely held no significant position back home, which explained his

ended the conference call

reagent in his hand, realizing they had all been misled into thinking the base's executives were

a secluded and even

the research base. They needed only the data, the drugs, the

no need for them to trek

create the chaos this evening

location.

on where they might be, his plans had

calculation. Those people were in North America, and with

visiting the research

act tonight. He was due to deliver meds to

at the badge before him. It

the position was his

at Phil, who sat quietly

he'd been copying

held a glass of wine, nonchalantly bringing it to

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

- all mimicked

was like a

within Philip, "Phil, cut