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Chapter 486
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Chapter 486

In the NASA, a group of aerospace managers sat in a conference room for a meeting.

The leading man, wearing a well-tailored expensive suit with legs, was leaning against the leather

chair.

He had a G od-chiseled face and with well-defined features

and sex y lips. There was nothing one could complain about his

handsome face.

His long and narrow eyebrows were neatly trimmed with his

long eyelashes slightly covering his pair of cold, frosty eyes.

What emanated from all over the body was not only the icy

aura, but, too, the dignified pressure of a powerful individual

serving in a high position for a long time that terrified others not to be able to look into his eyes.

The handsome man was stroking the scar on the palm of his right hand with his left fingers.

The meeting room was a mess, to which fell on his deaf ears. He remained to lower his eyes and stare

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at the scars in a

daze.

“Griffon, this is a product of our joint development. We can’t allow you to take full patent…” Only when

Griffon heard the mention of his name did he slowly raise his head to see that Pete had his face

flushed with fury. Seeing Pete disturbing their president, members of the Knight pack slapped the table

and went straight to chiding, “You have the nerve to say that it’s a joint development. For the past three

months, we were the one doing the research. What have you done? You aren’t even capable of

calculating a set of data, yet you still want a patent!” the Knight pack intended to continue lashing out at

Pete, but Griffon asked with a raised chin, “How much do you want? Just give me a figure.” Pete knew

that the Knight pack was affluent, and it was for that moment that he did everything he could to join the

project. Sensing how Griffon had seen through his thoughts, Pete no longer held back from shouting.

“Ten billion!”

With that, he added, “U.S. dollars!”

Members of the Knight pack rolled their sleeves in rage, intending to start fighting Pete right away.

Griffon no longer stopped them. Members of both parties soon slammed against the table and burst out

with a wild fight. He turned his head to the floor-to-ceiling windows, beyond which extended to the blue

sky and white clouds, the sun blaring bright…

He had locked himself in the National Space Administration for a full three months. Never had he taken

a single step out of the place, nor had he ever contacted the outside world. He had thought that the

foolish idea of his would relieve even the slightest pain, but little had he expected the yearning

penetrating into his bones to intensify day by day. Taya, Taya, Taya… The name would send him jolting

up in pain every time it entered his dreams in the middle of the night. His gaze fell on the outside of the

window. Just as his eyes gradually welled with tears, a familiar figure abruptly appeared at the National

Space Administration.

She was wearing a red dress with a belt of the same color

around her waist, outlining her slim and graceful figure. She was breathtakingly elegant.

Thick short hair over her shoulders swayed with the breeze, revealing a tiny, fair, and beautiful face…

When he saw that face that haunted his dreams, a hint of disbelief revealed itself in Griffon’ indifferent

eyes.

He shot to his feet and strode up to the windows with his penetrating stare locked on the delicate

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figure…

She was holding a stack of blueprints in her hand, stepping around in high heels, chatting and laughing

with the man next

to her.

Her every step exuded intellectual elegance, seemingly a little more confident than the figure in his

memory.

From a distance, she was no different from the elites at the

top of the social ladder, even better…

Griffon wondered if he was hallucinating again, but he hadn’t

taken sleeping pills for the past few months.

Seeing that figure hastily enter the space station, Griffon

turned to shoot Pete a cold glare.

“My bottom line, one billion!”

After dropping the words behind him, Griffon rushed out of

the conference room, heading straight for the elevator.