?<strong>Chapter 1072:</strong>


    “Have you investigated Fabian’s past?” Allison asked Ken in a low voice. “I’m curious. Everyone says he’s been through terrible things, yet here he is, so gentle, so calm. It’s hard to reconcile.”


    Her gaze lingered on Fabian, and she couldn’t suppress the questions that swirled in her mind. Her mother had gone to Ar?me Tower, a ce somehow connected to the man in front of her. The initial reports described her mother as a defected researcher. Lilian had even mentioned seeing her mother hiding there.


    It all pointed to something sinister: human experimentation.


    Allison had witnessed humanity’s darker side since her time in Fleeinnd. She understood now how far some would go in pursuit of their goals.


    “I had someone dig into his background. But someone’s been erasing the records. We can’t find anything on the Green family. So, we work from the present. Make a good impression tonight, and infiltrateter,” Ken said, his brow furrowed.


    This had always been their initial n.


    Allison nodded, her confidence unwavering. “There shouldn’t be any problem.”


    She had already done her homework, delving into Fabian’s preferences and carefully preparing a jewelry design to suit his tastes.


    As Fabian ascended the high tform, the room buzzed with whispers and spection.


    “I heard Mr. Morgan wears grey wherever he goes, so I prepared a grey-themed gift for him,” someone murmured.


    “They say it’s because of someone he cherished deeply, someone who loved seeing him in grey,” another added.


    “Get ready,” a voice cut in. “The birthday banquet is about to begin.”


    Hearing this, Allison narrowed her eyes slightly, her thoughts turning introspective.


    “It’s surprising that someone so powerful would change his habits for the memory of a lost love,” she said under her breath.


    Ken nced in Fabian’s direction, his expression thoughtful.


    “Maybe it’s because he loved her too much.”


    The words lingered in the air, stirring something deep within Ken. For a fleeting moment, he considered the possibility of such a loss in his own life.


    But no matter how hard he tried, Ken couldn’t imagine a world without Allison.


    The thought alone was unbearable. If she were gone, he knew he wouldn’t survive it either.


    Allison nodded in agreement. “That’s true.”


    Her gaze drifted back to the tform as Fabian raised a ss of champagne, his smile warm and genuine.


    “Thank you all foring. I hope you enjoy yourselves tonight.”


    Apuse erupted, filling the space with energy and chatter. The air was alive with celebration.


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