To Max’s surprise, he received a call from Darwin.

Moreover, Darwin seemed to pretend to be confused as he asked the question.

Max’s voice turned cold as he replied, “Darwin, don’t you know what’s going on?”

With that, he abruptly ended the call.

On the other end, Darwin felt deeply unsettled.

Did Max know something?

Or was this some kind of joke?

He was not the only one who had been to Max’s house…

Darwin recalled the countless discussions he had with Max, where they delved into various topics. Frankly speaking, Max was a great friend to him.

When talking to others, either they could not grasp what he was talking about. So, he could not engage in a meaningful conversation with anyone else…

Only Max truly understood him, and he reciprocated that understanding. The bond between them was genuine.

But…

Darwin thought about another aspect.

During numerous moments of recognition, Max stood on stage, offering unique insights into projects and speaking eloquently.

While surrounded by reporters, Max basked in the limelight, while Darwin remained in the shadows.

Especially now, with Max possessing the core data of the laboratory, not to mention being the master of the lithography machine, he could even create a virtual assistant for entertainment.

Darwin laughed bitterly.

found the situation ridiculous and felt the world was

worked so hard, yet Max could effortlessly

not

for much… I’m just a supporting role in the lithography machine project… Then

after all… I’m not being greedy. I’ll

just a “toy.” he invented. Why couldn’t he give

shoulders had already devoured his heart, its

feelings and not be so possessive… If he truly is a good friend, he should willingly hand over

the sofa, growing angrier the

prioritize their own interests

into the hands of Mr. Martin and the others,

capacity to continue the research and development, and they certainly did not have enough engineers for subsequent installations. In the end, they would likely sell this project multiple times to foreign research laboratories and ultimately

it, the more mad I am…” Max ruffled his

you

vent my anger? You’re just a child, and you

abundance of items, particularly encompassing all the research endeavors I dedicated the first half

a seemingly simple solution. “Just take them

they hold the encryption authority. That means, if I want to take anything back, I need

propose to hand over the virtual assistant to them, but with the condition that they grant you the necessary

Josh understood it well. Having delved into a myriad of challenging subjects, he

hesitating. “I don’t want to hand over

voice was filled with

companionship, every aspect of Stacy had acquired a sense of

go out

softly. “You have a sense of awareness. But if someone were to

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