In the Forrester Group CEO office, Justin Lockwood approached the desk. "Sir, we tracked her IP address. She's at the Jeverburg University Medical Institute."
"Understood," Tristan replied, having just returned from a board meeting.
Yvette, who was there to discuss vulnerabilities within the EverGrand Tech subsidiary, immediately grasped the situation.
Nova had intentionally turned off her phone to play hard to get. Realizing no one was falling for it, she turned it back on and staged a pity trip to the hospital.
Her entire goal was a massive, pathetic cry for attention: *I'm sick! Come look at me!*
It was utterly...
Laughable.
Yvette physically cringed at the sheer theatrical stupidity of it all.
But then, Tristan spoke up. "I'm heading over there."
Yvette froze in disbelief.
However, on second thought, he had to keep up appearances.
Otherwise, Belinda would throw a fit.
"I'll wait for you to get back to discuss EverGrand Tech, then. I suspect there's a serious flaw in Mr. Wyndham's contracts."
Because Nova was managing the project—and was entirely clueless, in Yvette's eyes—Yvette had scrutinized every clause, concluding that Nova's projections were wildly unrealistic.
The tech sounded revolutionary on paper, but no one currently possessed the capability to execute it. It was a complete pipe dream.
She was convinced Mr. Zimmerman had been completely swindled by Nova!
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Meanwhile, in the obstetrics wing of the Jeverburg University Medical Institute.
Nova was forcing herself to walk to aid her postpartum recovery.
It was early February, and the freezing chill of winter still hung in the air. Thankfully, the hospital's heating was excellent, so she didn't have to worry about catching a draft and ruining her postpartum healing.
Samuel had approved two months of paid leave. For the first month, she was strictly forbidden from touching phones or laptops. They would reevaluate her ability to work in the second month.
Seeking a wider space to stretch her legs, Nova decided to head down to the main lobby.
As the elevator doors slid open, she looked up and saw...
Tristan.


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