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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.

hanging by his side, clenched subtly. If he were in their shoes, he wouldn't cto Astronia alone - too conspicuous.

in North America, attended by

The only one who dared to show his face,

them, likely held no significant position back home,

he looked again, Sarah had ended the conference call

hand, realizing they had all been misled into

of the place, possibly a secluded and

individuals rarely, if ever, visited the research base. They needed only the data,

for them to trek all the way

weapon to create the chaos this

location.

where they might

Those people were in North America, and with the international leaders’ conference spanning

wouldn't be visiting the

was due to deliver meds to Chamber 8 later on

tticked by, in a part of the research base, Philip gazed at

this time, the position was his for

look at Phil, who sat quietly at his side. Ever since Phil had taken up

he'd been copying Philip's

to his nose to sniff. But Philip

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

were a connoisseur - all mimicked from

like a robot

irritation surged within Philip, "Phil, cut