Clay clenched his teeth in frustration, feeling the last shred of hope crumble inside him. It looked like the folks at Stonnell International were really backing Gregory. With their support, Gregory would be strutting around like he owned the place!

He felt a pang of sympathy for Aisha, but he failed to notice the calm that settled over her the moment Moss and Beck walked in. A hint of a smile even danced in her eyes.

"Please, make yourselves comfortable in the meeting room. Mr. Gregory will join you shortly to discuss the details of the simulation robot program."

Moss narrowed his eyes, turning to Gregory. "Did you create this program?"

Gregory was taken aback, not expecting this question from Moss.

"As far as I know, this program wasn't your creation." Moss kept his usual smile, but his words were sharp and straightforward. "Taking credit for someone else's work, Mr. Gregory, is even more shameless than I imagined."

"Utterly despicable," Beck chimed in coldly, his disdain evident.

The shareholders behind him didn't

were sworn enemies. Yet, if they thought so little of Gregory, why would they invest in Gale Corporation just

gaze swept over the crowd until it landed on Aisha, almost hidden among the throng of people. He stepped towards her, with Beck following closely, not sparing Gregory a single glance. It was clear they

Moss and Beck. They

"Miss Aisha."

utmost respect, a stark contrast to

it's been a while." Aisha maintained a

tones, Gregory and the shareholders almost couldn't believe their ears. It seemed

said they were investing in the simulation robot project for "Mr. Gregory's" sake. They had assumed "Mr. Gregory" referred to Gregory

Mr. Connor for

bit swollen. Now was not the time to cry. Connor had done

voice was loud enough for all the

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