Chapter 477

With Nanson's words in mind, Gerard's anticipation to meet his mother only grew.

He couldn't wait for the day they would finally be reunited!

The two of them chatted for quite a while, and it wasn't until after four in the afternoon that Nanson drove Gerard back to his hotel. "Gerry, I have to travel to County Pellonia for work tomorrow, so I won't be able to see you off when you leave for Capital City the day after. Make sure to text me when you get there."

"Will do," Gerard nodded. "Goodbye, Mr. Yeager."

"Goodbye."

Meanwhile...

At the Christensen Corporation.

Anthea stood behind the boss's chair, while Sherman sat in it, pointing at the computer screen, "Here, here, and here there are a few minor issues. See if there's any way to fix them."

Anthea leaned in slightly, her elegant, fair fingers resting on the mouse.

A subtle, fresh fragrance emanated from her, filling his senses.

It was a scent unlike the synthetic notes of perfume.

It was natural, like the earthy aroma after a rain, irresistibly intoxicating.

Just then...

A playful strand of her hair slipped from her ear and brushed against his, the soft ends tickling his ear with a gentle, tingling sensation.

It felt rather enchanting.

Thump, thump, thump-

Sherman could clearly hear the pounding of his own heart.

a moment?" Anthea suddenly

course." Sherman quickly regained his composure, standing up to let Anthea take his

dancing across

data on the screen shifted and transformed

stood by

here?" Anthea turned to look at

on the desk and the other holding the mouse, effectively trapping

labored, heart throbbing

once more. Pointing at the computer screen with his pen, he said, "There's actually no

no issue here. In Intel format, remote transfer instructions and remote subroutine call opcodes aren't necessary." Anthea glanced back at

she

lips brushed against his, cool and tinged with a crisp hint of

a jolt of

a fleeting

Sherman did too.

each other's gaze, and for that instant, the very air around them seemed to come

time in her life, Anthea felt her

Thump, thump, thump.

heart no longer belonged to her, completely out

What a transgression!

Truly a transgression!

inadvertently taken

so articulate, Ms. Yeager found herself at a loss

was dry,

clearing his throat awkwardly,

Anthea nodded, accepting the offer

"Is tea okay?"

prefer an ice-cold

"Got it."

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