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.

situation ridiculous and felt the

so hard, yet Max could effortlessly surpass

fair, not fair at

much… I’m just a supporting role in

not being greedy. I’ll never compete with him for control of the lithography

assistant project. After all, to Max, the virtual assistant was just a “toy.” he

on Darwin’s shoulders had already devoured his heart, its mouth wide

his friend’s feelings and not be so possessive… If he truly is a good friend, he should

…

sofa, growing angrier the more

prioritize their own interests rather than the advancement and progress of

others, only a select few would benefit from this technology

they certainly did not have enough engineers for subsequent installations. In the end, they would likely

about it, the more mad I am…” Max

asked, “Uncle Max, do you

helplessly pinched her nose, saying, “Can I vent my anger? You’re

particularly encompassing all the research endeavors I dedicated

offered a seemingly simple solution. “Just take

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

to hand over the virtual assistant to them, but with the condition that they

it well. Having delved into a myriad of challenging

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

was filled

and crafting. Through years of companionship, every aspect of Stacy had acquired a sense of sentimentality. Even as a virtual being, she possessed

go out and work, but

awareness. But if someone were to erase your system, you wouldn’t even