Bruce walked to the living room. Taking out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, he lit a cigarette and called Steven. “Is there no news yet?”
Steven, who was on the other end of the call, was speechless. It's been only a few days since you last asked. Do you really think there will be news so soon?
He replied tactfully, “I'm already doing my best to get people to look for them.”
Sadly, the drug research institute was demolished five years ago. The employees were either dead from illnesses, or they were sent to work for the government. It was difficult to find them.
Bruce took a puff of the cigarette and said hoarsely, “Work faster. You can tell Cooper about this matter if needed.”
“Mr. Sutton is smart. He'll definitely suspect you if we do that.”
“What else can we do, then? I'm afraid she won't remember me if this drags out more. I'm worried Mandy might forget me as well,” Bruce breathed.
His daughter was such a cute girl, yet he had not seen her once since her birth.
Steven sensed the sadness in Bruce's tone, which made the former feel a stab of pain in his heart. “Okay.”
During her journey home after leaving Bruce's house, Genevieve suddenly realized what he said was right.
There was no need to care about what others thought if a person really liked someone.
Hence, Genevieve drove off to meet Cooper at Specter Corporation.
Cooper seemed to be taking his medication the moment she entered his office. Seeing that, she asked concernedly, “Coop, are you feeling unwell?”
“Yes. I have a bit of a cold.” Cooper quietly returned the medicines into his drawer as Genevieve walked in. “Why are you here?”
“I need to talk to you about something.” Genevieve pulled up a chair and sat in it.
Adjusting his glasses, Cooper eyed Genevieve suspiciously. “What is it? Are you going to make me invest in Bruce's movie again?”
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