Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

To Max’s surprise, he received a call from Darwin.

Moreover, Darwin seemed to pretend to be confused as he asked the question.

Max’s voice turned cold as he replied, “Darwin, don’t you know what’s going on?”

With that, he abruptly ended the call.

On the other end, Darwin felt deeply unsettled.

Did Max know something?

Or was this some kind of joke?

He was not the only one who had been to Max’s house…

Darwin recalled the countless discussions he had with Max, where they delved into various topics. Frankly speaking, Max was a great friend to him.

When talking to others, either they could not grasp what he was talking about. So, he could not engage in a meaningful conversation with anyone else…

Only Max truly understood him, and he reciprocated that understanding. The bond between them was genuine.

But…

Darwin thought about another aspect.

During numerous moments of recognition, Max stood on stage, offering unique insights into projects and speaking eloquently.

While surrounded by reporters, Max basked in the limelight, while Darwin remained in the shadows.

Especially now, with Max possessing the core data of the laboratory, not to mention being the master of the lithography machine, he could even create a virtual assistant for entertainment.

Darwin laughed bitterly.

and felt the world was

worked so hard, yet Max

fair, not fair at

I’m just a supporting role in the

all… I’m not being greedy.

project. After all, to Max, the virtual assistant was just a “toy.” he invented. Why couldn’t he give Darwin the fruits

shoulders had already devoured his heart, its mouth

said, “It’s only fair… As a good friend, he should consider his friend’s feelings and not be so possessive… If he truly is a good friend, he should willingly

…

the sofa, growing angrier the

exclaimed. “They prioritize their own interests rather

hands of Mr. Martin and the others, only a select few would benefit from this technology

certainly did not have enough engineers for subsequent installations. In the end, they would likely sell this project multiple times to foreign research

it, the more mad

do you want

“Can I vent my anger? You’re just a child,

particularly encompassing all the research endeavors I dedicated

offered a seemingly simple solution.

“Since the joint venture, they hold the encryption authority. That means, if I want to take

the virtual assistant to them, but with the condition that they grant

well. Having delved into a

looked over at Stacy, hesitating. “I don’t want to

voice was

product of endless hours dedicated to refining and crafting. Through years of companionship, every aspect of Stacy had acquired a sense

and spoke. “Master, Stacy can go out and work, but

of awareness. But if someone were to erase