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Brandon's voice came from the phone, hoarse and exhausted. "We've just sold our new product, and there's a serious issue. No matter how much our technicians, including me and a few partners, check, we can't find the problem."

"In the next ten days, we still have several thousand units of products to deliver to customers. If we don't solve the issue in time, this batch will face invalidation and compensation risks."

"I understand," Athena said in a low voice. "I think I can fix it. Give me your

address."

If even she could not solve it, then no one could. And if she could not, she was not worthy of the super-advanced technology her master had left her.

Brandon replied, "Industrial Park East District, Workshop 5."

Athena turned the car around. "I'll be there in about 20 minutes. In the meantime, sit and rest, drink and eat something, and try not to worry."

Brandon's voice was still hoarse. "Alright, I'll wait. Drive safe, no rush."

Athena responded, "Okay, I'll hang up for now. Wait for me."

By this time, the streets were clear.

Like a gust of wind, she sped through the city in 20 minutes from the school to the industrial park, which was not exactly close. Guided by the GPS, she found Workshop 5 in the East District.

At the entrance of Workshop 5, a short-haired woman paced back and forth, arms crossed, tapping her fingers anxiously against her arm.

Athena drove the Miracle 3.0, executing a perfect 270-degree turn before smoothly stopping right in front of the woman.

The woman jumped back in surprise, taking a few steps away. She was just about to criticize the reckless driving but froze when she saw the sleek design of the car.

Athena got out and stood before the woman, politely speaking, "Hello. I am Brandon's sister, Athena. Are you Lindsay Dudley?"

Earlier, Brandon had sent her a message informing her that Lindsay, the vice president of their company, would be waiting to meet her at the factory entrance.

This well-dressed, professional woman had to be Lindsay. Athena had seen her before, during a previous encounter when she sat in the car, watching Brandon and Lindsay argue outside. Observing their lips, she had learned that Brandon had been plagiarized by his professor.

Lindsay tore her gaze away from the car, eyeing Athena suspiciously. "I am Lindsay. Are you really Brandon's sister, Athena?" "Absolutely," Athena replied confidently, turning toward the door. "Brandon must be getting impatient. Let's go inside." As they approached, a security guard blocked their path.

Standing tall and professional, the well-trained guard addressed Lindsay solemnly yet politely. "Ms. Dudley, is this the guest you are expecting?"

Lindsay nodded. "Yes, I am bringing her in."

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the security guards hired by Bard Property, Donovan's Restaurant, Brandon, and the Donovan family farm were all retired soldiers recommended by her brother, Zayn. Standing there, they were as straight as sentinels, radiating integrity and driving away

thought about this as she followed Lindsay through the greenbelt

she understood why he had not come to meet her at the

so deep that they seemed almost permanent. His eyes were bloodshot, and

on the armrests, and struggled to stand. "Athena, you

hand on

table is it. We've already disassembled the product and used the computer to analyze various data. We did not find any problems, but the product

arranged parts. She then turned to the computer screen. It

down, quickly scanning the data as she worked the keyboard

by, watching her with disapproval. They were all geniuses in their respective fields, and they could not find the problem even

she was capable of things that

finally looked away from the screen and glanced around at

"Miss Donovan, do you have

drew a line of data on the screen. "Look here,

hearing her, the others said, "There is indeed a slight issue with this line,

the raw materials used to make the components are mixed with impurities?" She often studied

off.

of the finished product should not be similar to those of

an uproar. "You mean, not only are there

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large cup of strong coffee. Gritting his teeth, he said,

all the

still the production

charge of that part of the program and the person responsible for the relevant production

the group's doubts, the two tried to deny it, but Athena said, "If you come clean now, we might let you off. Otherwise, we'll call the police,

the contract, they would have to pay hefty compensation, and their reputation

the company did not have time

when the two heard this and finally confessed the

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