Vivienne had no patience for Patrick's explanation; she already knew enough about what the Boyd family and Patrick were up to.

She extended her hand to Patrick, her tone brisk. "Hand over the key of your code."

Patrick blinked in confusion. "What code?"

"The code of your contract!" Vivienne pressed, irritation creeping into her voice.

Patrick looked even more bewildered. "I don't know anything about a code. Our contracts are straightforward. It's in in my car. Let me fetch it for you."

With that, Patrick hurried to his car and brought back the document to Vivienne. "Please, take a look, Madam."

Vivienne took the contract and immediately noticed it was an agreement between the Ashford and Boyd families.

However, the format and wording differed from what Vivienne had seen in the Boyd family's safe.

She did not know what that contract in the safe was about, but it certainly was not the same as this one. It seemed Patrick was not lying.

"You can go back now," Vivienne said, handing back the contract.

The contract contained nothing substantial, just the usual business dealings. The Ashford family, a biotech leader in Sea City, also operated shipping routes. Their collaboration with the Boyd family had made many things more convenient, but there was no mention of the cutting-edge bionics.

After Patrick took the documents, he hesitated, casting a knowing look at Vivienne.

Vivienne gave him an icy glance, her face expressionless. "Keep Gillian away from me, and you'll stay safe."

"Thank you, Madam." Patrick watched Vivienne enter her villa before getting back into his car.

As soon as the car door closed, his sycophantic smile turned into a heavy frown. He gazed at the villa's grand entrance before tapping the car seat, signaling the driver to depart.

watched through the sheer curtains as Patrick's car disappeared, a smirk playing

Everyone makes mistakes.

Vivienne had once misjudged Mark. And

cup of steaming

the milk, nodding appreciatively. "Not bad. It's even better than the

annoyance flickered across Percival's mouth. "Can't your man even warm up milk to your

always doubted his ability to fend for

decent, especially

think your talented hands should be making

indeed sweeter than

her cheek affectionately. "My little

clicked her tongue playfully. "Who could ever

her hair, his voice gentle. "Well, it's rare that I have such a skill. Don't worry, my dear. I'll make sure to earn

she leaned on Percival's shoulder to

up at him. "Mr. Wolf, have you ever

my mentor knew I never had much of a knack for medicine and never discussed her

it once. She said every technology has its pros and cons, like a bomb. It's a dangerous weapon in the wrong hands, but in the right hands, it can protect you and

replace the human body, and they become widespread, criminals won't even need to show

it could prevent a lot of dangers and preserve

calm, though her brow was furrowed as if

she was deeply asleep, then he carefully carried her to the

her forehead and was about to turn off the bedside lamp and leave when Vivienne, still

the night, she murmured with

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