Chapter 1170
He had prepared well in advance. Overnight, he had established all the surveillance networks and finalized the asset transfer documents.
Seeing that his boss was about to fall asleep, Sean swallowed the rest of his complaints.
If the boss wasn’t anxious, why should he be?
Sean hadn’t slept well the night before either. He figured he should catch a quick nap before getting back to work. Sebastian was simply waiting for the perfect moment. Once that moment arrived, they could finally return to the surface.
Retreating to his own room, Sean glanced at the sunlight streaming through the window. It was nice to finally see the sun.
The days were getting warmer.
It felt incredible.
Spring was just around the corner, and he could only hope that his own springtime romance would blossom soon.
Flopping onto his plush bed, Sean stared at the sunlight, his mind immediately drifting to Luna’s cool, stoic face. He smiled to himself, closed his eyes, and drifted into a deep sleep.
At the facility, Natalie gave Queena a full tour of her lab. It was only then that Queena realized that despite dedicating years to caring for Sebastian, Natalie had never once let her own career stagnate.
Seeing the smooth progress of the research made Queena incredibly happy.
Caleb was even more thrilled, riding high on the fact that he had directly helped Natalie. His voice brimmed with confidence.
“Natalie, I’ve got the program booted up. Come see if it works.”
A proud smile lit up his handsome features. Since Natalie was in a wheelchair, he crouched down in front of her to meet her at eye level.
“Let’s see it!” Natalie cheered. Looking at his bright, eager smile, she couldn’t resist reaching out to ruffle his hair.
He looked exactly like a loyal, golden retriever.
“You look so handsome when you smile, Caleb,” Natalie praised generously. She genuinely appreciated his striking looks.
Caleb felt a sudden flutter in his chest. Natalie was flirting with him like some smooth-talking executive, completely oblivious to the effect she had.
“Let me walk you through the program first,” Caleb muttered, the tips of his ears burning bright red. Natalie flirted without even realizing it.
He spun his chair around to face the monitors. His long, elegant fingers flew across the keyboard, executing commands at lightning speed Within seconds, the program went live
Natalie dropped the playful banter and focused intently on the simulated video rendering on the screen.
She didn’t even blink as she watched the data rapidly shift and compile within the virtual space.
Every minute detail was analyzed
with ruthless precision. The
software meticulously scanned every piece of tissue, every blood
vessel and every single cell flagging the slightest anomaly.
It instantly generated highly detailed, optimized treatment protocols for every possible complication.
An hour later, Natalie’s back was aching, but she clapped her hands in excitement.
Every algorithm was flawless. It was even more precise than her original manual calculations.
“Caleb, you really didn’t let me down. The treatment generation process is vastly superior to the older version. You optimized so many variables. It’s perfect.”
Glancing around at the busy researchers in the lab, Natalie leaned in and lowered her voice. “To make sure no one tries to sabotage this, I need you to…”
She whispered a set of instructions into Caleb’s ear.
His face flushed at her proximity, but a sharp, protective instinct flared in his eyes. “Got it. Don’t worry, Nat. I won’t let anyone get their hands on this.”
With Caleb briefed, the heavy knot of anxiety in Natalie’s chest finally loosened. Joanna might have her schemes, but Natalie always had a countermeasure.
It was just a matter of seeing who could outplay the other.
Natalie chatted with a senior researcher for a while longer before rounding up Queena and Luna to head out for lunch.
Down in the underground parking garage, Horace sat silently in the driver’s seat of an unassuming sedan Watching Natalie’s car pull away a sly smile crept across his
face. He pulled out his phone and diated a number.