The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 1333

Dr. Ray shot a glance at Swanson, who was predictably bristling with aggression, before picking up the documents that had been carelessly tossed onto the desk. As he flipped through the first few pages, a subtle shift crossed his face.

Swanson leaned casually against the office desk, stealing occasional glances at Spencer. Despite feeling a bit shaky inside, he kept up a front of confidence. "Nick's known Adler for quite some time and has done a lot for our department. This R-strain project is pretty unique and at a crucial stage. We've got confidentiality agreements with international research institutes, so when you sent him to the conference, I specifically asked him to handle some coordination, which led to a four-day delay."

Swanson paused, his tone taking on a tinge of guilt. "I didn't foresee those four days would cause him so much trouble. Spencer, let's be straight here. If you doubt me, you can call overseas and check right now."

Sticking to his professional ethics, Spencer stopped going through the documents. He had a vague idea about the R-strain project, knowing it was indeed a hush-hush matter concerning public welfare. But he couldn't help asking, "Does Mirabella's field really tie in with your virology institute?"

He'd been itching to ask since Adler first dropped by to borrow staff, but each time, the opportunity slipped away. Swanson had prepped his answers, "How could it not be related? The virus and neurons are..."

Before he could finish, the doorbell interrupted. Swanson clammed up as the head of security rushed in. "Dr. Ray, we've recovered some surveillance footage from that night."

shot up from his chair, eyes locking onto the security chief with

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Swanson's eyes flickered with

and he sidled over to stand next to Spencer, peering at the

previously jittery nerves settled. When Adler's partner approached

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in secrecy

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