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."

perfect balance-making his intentions clear but not pushing too

Eldrion Global, VistaLink would

mental note

He stood. "Well, I won't keep you any longer. Ms. Thorne, Mr. Sterling, I'll leave you to your

VistaLink Technologies, so it was only

gaze landed on an artfully designed building across the

and Alexander immediately noticed. "What's

looks familiar. Someone held an exhibition there a while back and sent me an invitation. But honestly, I

how

him, if he didn't know the person, or if he

found its way to him in

to Sylvie's exhibit, and he hadn't

changed, a laugh almost escaping as his eyes sparkled with

Aldridge, I like your style. Not one for following the crowd-no wonder you and VistaLink work so

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

so far as to

rare show

Elodie couldn't help

high spirits when he returned. "How does it

it, but if Neural Intelligence wants to pursue a similar project,

had

a liaison