The next day, even after handing the files over to the technical team, Sebastian still felt a lingering sense of unease.
Sitting in his office, his mind raced with doubts about the reliability of the data Sienna had provided.
If anything went catastrophically wrong, the consequences would be apocalyptic.
But the immediate survival of the project was the top priority. He simply didn't have the luxury of overthinking it.
Regardless of her motives, she had done the Sullivan Group a colossal favor.
The initiative was finally back on track.
With all the preliminary work wrapped up, it was time to shift focus to the massive press conference.
Lyra Bay.
Seraphina sat in her study, her patent contracts spread out across the desk.
Bored out of his mind, Little Bean chimed in, "Mom, doesn't staring at these boring papers all day exhaust you?"
"Not at all."
She replied in her head, "I have to keep a close eye on what's rightfully mine."
Little Bean's precognitive abilities had been gradually returning, and he suddenly sensed a disturbance regarding the patent.
Giving her a heads-up, he warned, "Mom, I sense that someone is illegally using your technology."
Her hand froze mid-page. "What exactly do you mean?"
"Like, the core parameters of your patent are being utilized by an outside party. It's not the entire framework, just some of the most critical components."
Setting her pen down, a sharp frown marred her features.
His premonitions were always frighteningly accurate. "Can you pinpoint exactly who is doing it?"
Because his powers hadn't fully regenerated, he could only pick up on a vague radius.
He answered hesitantly, "It feels like... the Sullivan family."
An arctic chill swept through her eyes.
The answer was instantly obvious.
Sebastian.

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