In the space agency, a bunch of space bigwigs were holding a meeting in the conference room.
A man in a snazzy, high–priced suit was seated at the head of the table, his long legs crossed and leaning back into a leather chair.
His face was as if it was chiseled out of stone, flawless. He had chiseled features, a prominent nose, and sexy thin lips.
He had a pair of narrow, neat eyebrows, like they were meticulously trimmed, and long, thick lashes shielding his icy eyes.
He radiated not just a cold aura, but a powerful vibe of someone who had been in a high position for a long time, making people dare not look at him directly.
At that moment, he was caressing a scar on the palm of his right hand with his slender left hand.
The room was in a commotion, but he seemed oblivious, just looking down at his scar.
“Mr. Laurence, we developed this together, you can’t hog all the patent rights…”
Hearing someone address him, Jungkook slowly lifted his head, looking at Peter, whose face turning red arguing with a guy from the Laurence Group.
Seeing Peter disturb their boss, the guy from the Laurence Group slammed his hand on the table and started yelling, “How dare you say we developed this together? For the past three months, our guys have been doing all the research. What have you been doing? You can’t even calculate basic data, and you want the patent?”
Jungkook didn’t stop them, instead, he said to Peter, “How much do you want? Spit it out.”
Peter knew the Laurence Group was loaded. That was why he joined the project in the first place.
Now that Jungkook saw through him, Peter didn’t hold back and blurted out, “Ten billion dollars!”
Hearing this, the guy from the Laurence Group was so enraged he was ready to throw hands.
Jungkook didn’t stop them, and soon the room was in an uproar.
He turned his head to look out the window. Outside was a clear blue sky, bright and sunny.
He had been cooped up here for three months without going out or contacting the outside world.
He thought it would ease the pain a bit, but the deep–seated longing only grew stronger.
Lisa, that name, would bring him awake in pain during his midnight dreams.
He looked out the window, his eyes slowly reddening. Outside the space agency, a familiar figure appeared.
She was wearing a red dress with a matching belt, her figure slender, her demeanor elegant.
Her short hair was draped over her shoulders, revealing a delicate face when the breeze blew.
Seeing that face he missed, Jungkook couldn’t believe his eyes.
He quickly got up, walked to the window, and stared fixedly at the familiar figure.
She was holding a bunch of blueprints, walking in on high heels, chatting and laughing with a guy next to her.
She was filled with an aura of intelligence and elegance, and compared to the her in his memory, she seemed more confident now.
From a distance, she was no different from the top elites in society, perhaps even better.
Jungkook started to question whether he was hallucinating again, but he hadn’t taken any sleeping pills for months.
As he watched the figure hurry into the space agency, Jungkook abruptly turned around, giving Peter a cold glance.
“My bottom line is one billion.”
After saying this, Jungkook quickly left the conference room and hurried into the elevator.
Chapter 365
The receptionist in charge of the space agency Building guided Pearce and Lisa across the hall, heading towards another building.
Lisa looked around curiously as they walked, taking in the models of rockets, spacesuits, and space, and getting a deeper understanding of space exploration.
She wasn’t exactly a science whiz before, but seeing this stuff up close was not only mind–blowing but also gave her some design inspiration.
With blueprints in hand, she followed behind Pearce, listening as the receptionist led them along, saying, “This is the headquarters of the space agency. Our administrative office is in another building; I’m taking you to meet the project manager now.”
Pearce nodded to the receptionist, who then led them into a neighboring building.
Jungkook stood in the elevator, his stunning face expressionless, but his furrowed brow hinted at his anxiety. His icy eyes were fixed on the numbers on the elevator screen.
The building was high, and people kept entering and leaving, wasting a lot of time. By the time the elevator stopped on the first floor, quite some time had passed.
With a frown, Jungkook strode out of the elevator, scanning the area eagerly, but didn’t spot the familiar figure he was looking for. His face darkened as he headed towards the exit.
He asked the security guard a few questions, but was told that everyone had to swipe their cards to enter or leave, and the guard didn’t know which department the person who just entered belonged to, or who Jungkook was asking about due to the large number of staff.
Jungkook thought about using his phone to check the surveillance, but then he remembered that he had left it at his villa in W City.
He had no choice but to turn around quickly and head to the surveillance room himself.
At the administrative center, Theo, the project manager in charge of the expansion, was quite taken aback when he saw the genius architect he had never met before. He got up Lisa a warm hug.
“Ms. Elena, welcome.
Theo was a man in his forties from F Country, he had tanned skin, green eyes, chiseled features, and a tall figure. He was smartly dressed and seemed very gentlemanly.
But when he hugged Lisa, his hand slid down to her waist.
Lisa’s face darkened a bit at Theo’s less than gentlemanly hug, but she still managed a polite smile.
“Hello, Theo.”
Theo finally let go of Lisa, his eyes roved over her figure.
“So the world’s number one architect is so beautiful.”
After saying this, Theo tried to give Lisa a warm cheek kiss.
Lisa was a bit annoyed and tried to dodge, but Theo grabbed her hand and tried to force the cheek kiss.
Pearce, who had been ignored all this time, rolled his eyes, held back his disgust, and leaned in with his face.
After Theo had finished the cheek kiss and saw a man’s face, he quickly wiped his mouth in disgust. “And you are?”
Pearce gave a slight smile and gave an embarrassed laugh, “I’m the chief designer of Ms. Elena’s company, and also her bodyguard. I’m not a big shot, but I do have a ninth dan in taekwondo. If you’re interested, we can spar sometime.”
After saying this, Pearce made a show of flexing his muscles in front of Theo.
Theo didn’t have any other ideas, only his attitude became much colder, “The building we’re expanding is not here, this is just an office. If you want to visit the actual site, I can arrange for someone to take you..”