Watson's throat bobbed, but no sound came out.
Serena's gaze fell on the core control interface that was locked out, a bright, chilling smile slowly spreading across her lips. "Professor Watson, is this the equipment you personally audited and guaranteed to be flawless?"
"The same equipment you intended to use to take away a hundred-and-thirty-million-dollar asset?"
Watson was deathly pale, his face burning with humiliation.
He had just confidently sworn that he had personally audited the entire receiving setup.
He had even publicly mocked Serena for her youth, assuming she couldn't understand the complex data.
Now, using just a Sandbox Diagnostic Port, she had definitively deemed his prized equipment non-compliant.
And she had done it in front of the entire buying team and all the ship's directors.
He couldn't even scramble for an excuse.
He felt like a complete joke under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
"Impossible..." Watson gritted his teeth. "No, this isn't right..."
He stared intensely at the screen before suddenly snapping his head up to glare at Serena. "It's you..."
He breathed heavily, glaring at the composed woman before him.
There was no mockery or triumph in Serena's dark, beautiful eyes.
Crushing the pride of their entire team seemed like nothing more than a trivial matter to her.
That careless attitude felt like a silent slap right across his face.
He ground his teeth, a flash of malice in his eyes. "Yes, it's you!"



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