Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 387

Chapter 387 Cursed Soul

I sent the documents to Jack. He only responded with an "OK" emoji, not saying anything else.

Jill leaned over, and I immediately locked my phone. But she still saw Jack's name.

"What? You're even hiding it from me? Come on. Tell me, how far have you two progressed?

I stared at her speechlessly, "What about you and Caleb? Is he not going to come home? You haven't even sorted out your issues yet, and you want to butt into mine?"

"He said he wants to establish his business there," Jill said, deflated.

"Can't be do it here? The costs would be lower, and there should be plenty of computer science students in the country."

I had always wondered about this as I felt the entrepreneurial environment in Manovia wasn't as good.

country had a large population, so there were naturally more gamers here. As long as the game software was developed, it could be launched online, right? So, why did Caleb want to do it in Manovia? Upon listening to my words,

technology is not as advanced as the ones abroad. He studied management, yet

control costs at

simple gemmes Jill showed me, something

I remembered the game Emma played last year was made by college students, and

Jill's aggrieved expression, I didn't say what I wanted to say. Since I couldn't prove Caleb was involved in

and could start rehabilitation therapy. The caregiver would take me out

I got hit on the head, the

hint of relief would appear in his eyes. "Good, you'll be able to

his and Alisa's shamelessness. But my body was genuinely improving, so I was in a

Although there were many negative news reports, Leonard

specially for this project, stating that the company would ensure comprehensive design modifications and that the progress of the project would not be affected. Unknowingly, this issue had been settled by more than

didn't come to look for me either, which made me feel

On the day I was supposed to have my rehabilitation therapy, I saw Amelia in the hallway. She had lost a lot of weight, and she looked haggard. Amelia was pushing a

the loving mother I had imagined her to be, Amelia looked furious. A few parents nearby, who were also with their children, looked at her sympathetically and affered