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."

the perfect balance-making his intentions clear

Eldrion

a mental

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

Technologies, so it was only natural he

on an artfully designed building

Alexander immediately noticed. "What's

He didn't mention any names. "I just realized that art gallery looks familiar. Someone held an exhibition there a while

just how

something didn't interest him, if he didn't know the person, or if he thought responding was a waste of time, he simply didn't

out why the invitation had found its way to him

had been invited to Sylvie's exhibit,

a laugh almost

and warmth, giving his shoulder a friendly slap. "Mr. Aldridge, I like your style. Not one for following the

snubbed Sylvie's crowd was, in Alexander's book, automatically a 'person of taste'-good people, worthy of a gold star in

far as to

show of

help

"How does it feel? Having Eldrion Global's

it, but if Neural Intelligence wants to pursue a similar project, there's no

had

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