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Chapter 253

    The Prestige College entrance was unusually quiet, with hardly a soul in sight. Adler approached, his eyes scanning the vicinity for his expected contact, but to no avail. Frustrated, he raked his fingers through his hair.


    He pulled out his cell phone, ready to make a call, when suddenly someone tapped his shoulder. Spinning around. Adler found himself staring at a strikingly beautiful young girl. He was momentarily taken aback.


    “You…” Adler couldn’t quite reconcile the person before him with the powerful figure he was expecting to meet.


    “Adler.” Mirabe’s voice was calm as she urately pronounced the name of the man before her, who looked to be in his thirties.


    Adler’s eyes widened, almost dropping his phone, his voice quivering. “<b>You</b>–you–you… are The Pill?TM


    The world was too fantastical; Adler was convinced he was missing something.


    Mirabe raised an eyebrow at his stunned expression. “Is it that surprising?”


    Adler nodded instinctively. It wasn’t just a surprise; it was a shock!


    Mirabe nced at her watch and suggested, “Shall we grab a bite to eat first?”


    Adler snapped out of his daze. “Oh, sure, my car is over there…” He trailed off as Mirabe strode towards where he had parked. So, had the big shot seen him from the get–go?


    Adlerbed his hair back with his fingers, hurried to catch up, and gantly opened the car


    door for her.


    Twenty minutester, in a private dining room of an exclusive bistro.


    After ordering, they waited for the waiter to leave. Mirabe turned to Adler. “You got the medicine, right?”


    Finally regaining hisposure, Adler coughed and nodded, “Yeah, it’s in my car, along with the few items you asked for<b>.</b>”


    Mirabe leaned back casually and, without beating around the bush, got to the point, “Could I use yourb?”


    Adler was struck by herposed demeanor – it wasn’t something anyone could fake.


    “You’re going to do somepounding?” Adler wasn’t well–acquainted with Mirabe, but he could guess as much from the ingredients she requested.


    “Yes.” Mirabe didn’t bother to hide it.


    The main reason she had arranged to meet Adler was to use hisb.


    “Sure, no problem.” Adler agreed readily.


    “Thanks.” Mirabe expressed her gratitude politely.


    Adler smiled, “Don’t mention it. Besides, you’ve helped me out a lot in the past.”


    As memories of the past surfaced, Adler’s smile froze slightly. Was the big shot only fifteen or sixteen years old when they first interacted? Some questions were better left unasked. Tool much thinking could be disheartening.


    Mirabe took a sip of her tea nonchntly and inquired, “How’s your research on the RO virusing along?”


    Clearly, she was the knowledgeable big shot he remembered–no doubt about it.


    Adler gave a wry smile and shook his head. “A year in, and almost no progress.” He paused,


    then tentatively added, “Maybe once you’re done, could you take a look at my research data?”


    Mirabe shook her head, a hint of regret in her expression. “I haven’t worked with the sophisticated equipment you use. I’m afraid I might not be much help.”


    Adler was astonished. “No, really?”


    She hadn’t worked withb equipment? Then, where had all those previous research nse from???
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