The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1011

“You’re the most familiar with this kind of system architecture on our team, so I wanted to ask if you’d be willing to take it on. If it’s too much for you physically, I can assign someone else.”

Danielle’s finger rested on the words ‘resident engineer’ in the file, and she paused for a few seconds.

Being stationed at NextCore meant frequent contact with Alexander, the very thing she had been trying so hard to avoid.

But then she considered it again. It hadn't been easy for Ninesky to secure this partnership on the 07 fighter jet project, and this module was crucial for their future business expansion. She really was the most suitable person for the job.

“I can do it,” she said, looking up at Gian, her tone steady. “But I’d like to start in a week, after my surgery and once I've had some time to recover.”

“No problem,” Gian replied, looking at her. “In that case, why don’t you head over to NextCore for the next few days to get familiar with the environment and do a preliminary handover with their team? I’ll help you follow up on the initial work.”

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The online meeting that afternoon went smoothly. Danielle raised several key questions about the system logic, her points clear and articulate.

Even the technical lead from NextCore couldn't help but praise her, remarking that Chief Engineer Crawford was as professional as they said.

After the meeting, Danielle packed her things and drove to NextCore.

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The NextCore office was a hive of activity. Engineers in lab coats were everywhere, discussing technical plans. Design sketches of the 07 fighter jet hung on the walls, and the air buzzed with a tense, electric energy.

As soon as Danielle entered the lobby, the receptionist led her toward the executive wing.

“Chief Engineer Crawford, Mr. Davidson is in a meeting. He asked me to get you set up with your credentials first and then show you around the office space.”

Nash hurried over, holding an ID badge and a keycard.

As Danielle followed Nash through the open-plan office, many engineers looked up, their curiosity piqued.

The plate held several pastries, including a cream cake and a chocolate mousse—all rather rich.

The moment she smelled the cloying sweetness of the cream, her stomach churned violently. She whipped her head to the side, covering her mouth as she fought back a dry heave, her face instantly turning an even more deathly shade of white.

“Chief Engineer Crawford, are you all right?”

Nash jumped, startled, and quickly set the plate down.

“I’m fine.”

Danielle waved a hand, taking a deep breath to suppress the wave of nausea.

Just then, the office door was pushed open, and Alexander walked in…