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.

the situation ridiculous and felt the world was

worked so hard, yet Max could effortlessly surpass

fair, not

I’m just a supporting role in the lithography machine project… Then the virtual assistant project should be my

not

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

spirit perched on Darwin’s shoulders had already devoured his heart, its

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

…

on the sofa, growing angrier

so greedy,” he exclaimed. “They prioritize their own interests rather than the advancement and

of Mr. Martin and the others, only a select few would

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

more

asked, “Uncle Max, do you want

vent my anger? You’re just a

all the research endeavors I dedicated the

simple solution.

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

hand over the virtual

comprehend the toil of dedicated inventions, but Josh understood it well. Having delved into a myriad of

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

voice was filled with

been the product of endless hours dedicated to refining and crafting. Through years of companionship, every aspect

Stacy can go out and work, but I’ll

But if someone were to erase