How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 336

Watts was telling the truth for once.

When it came to the developer of U.N2, everything at the top had always been strictly confidential. Even his father had never let slip a single clue.

Five years ago, U.N2 burst onto the scene out of nowhere.

The impact on him had been profound.

Given his father's position, it was only natural he'd be interested in all things military. If he had to compare it to an emotion, U.N2 was his first love-the one that had awakened his heart-and to this day, it still lingered as his white knight, the one he could never forget.

Among all the integrated surveillance and strike systems, U.N2 was absolutely in the top tier.

But-

It had recently been confirmed that Alexander was not the developer.

Now, Alexander's expression grew even more enigmatic. He raised an eyebrow at Elodie. "Mr. Aldridge has good taste, but that person isn't me."

With that, he walked over to Elodie's side, grinning with a knowing look. "Look at that—fair skin, bright eyes, and our own little fanboy. It's really touching."

Elodie knew he was teasing her and ignored him.

Watts, for his part, was perfectly capable of taking a joke and had long known Alexander wasn't the mysterious developer. He stood up. "As for cooperation, if there's an opportunity, I sincerely hope VistaLink Technologies and Eldrion Global can consider each other. That's just my intention. VistaLink can make the choice that suits them best."

struck the perfect balance-making his intentions clear but not

Eldrion Global, VistaLink would naturally give

mental

"Well, I won't keep you any longer. Ms. Thorne,

visit to VistaLink Technologies, so it was

an artfully designed building across

Alexander

held an exhibition there a while back and sent me an invitation. But honestly,

how

or if he thought responding was a waste of time,

the invitation had found its way to him

had been invited to Sylvie's exhibit, and he

expression changed, a laugh almost escaping as

newfound appreciation and warmth, giving his shoulder a friendly slap. "Mr. Aldridge, I like your style. Not one for following the crowd-no wonder you and VistaLink

automatically a 'person of taste'-good people, worthy of a gold star

went so far as to personally escort

rare show of

help

he returned. "How

put it, but if Neural Intelligence wants to pursue a similar project, there's no guarantee they won't talk to

nodded-she had

Jarrod acting as a liaison for Neural