Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

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.

situation ridiculous and felt the

hard, yet Max could effortlessly surpass

not fair, not

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

give me something in return… We’re good friends after all… I’m not being greedy. I’ll never compete with him for control of the lithography

virtual assistant was just a “toy.” he

shoulders had already devoured

and not be so possessive… If he truly is a good friend, he should willingly hand over the virtual assistant project… That’s what a good friend

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sat on the sofa, growing angrier the

exclaimed. “They prioritize their own interests rather

hands of Mr. Martin and the others,

subsequent installations. In

more I think about it, the more mad

asked, “Uncle Max, do you

helplessly pinched her nose, saying, “Can I vent my anger? You’re just a child, and you still don’t

all the research endeavors I dedicated

seemingly simple solution. “Just

hold the encryption authority. That means, if I want

in from the side. “Uncle Max, you can propose to hand over the

the toil of dedicated inventions, but Josh understood it well. Having delved into a myriad

hesitating. “I don’t

was

years of companionship, every aspect of Stacy had acquired a sense

go out and work, but I’ll miss

have a sense of awareness. But if someone were to erase your system, you wouldn’t even remember who