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    “You go ahead. I want to hear what you’ll say first.”


    Chris gave a small, yful shake of his head.


    “No way. I insistdies first.”


    Back and forth, they traded the invitation, amusement lighting up their faces. Finally, Maia gathered her thoughts and broke the silence.


    Maia ced her fork aside, her expression turning grave as she fixed her gaze on Chris.


    “We can’t postpone dealing with your headaches any longer. This morning, I’ll contact several medical professors I know. When you go out, keep your phone on.”


    Two days earlier, Maia had already obtained Chris’ medical scans. The bullet fragments were positioned in an extremely precarious location. Over time, these fragments had begun wreaking havoc on his brain’s nerve pathways and had gradually fused with the surrounding bone tissue.


    Without immediate removal, extraction would be nearly impossibleter. This type of intricate surgery demanded a thoroughly detailed operational n,plete with backup strategies for unforeseenplications.


    Maia refused to squander another precious day. Regardless of how packed those professors’ schedules were, she intended to assemble them for an urgent consultation and establish Chris’ surgical blueprint without dy.


    “Alright, I understand,” Chris responded with a measured nod, his face betraying no emotion. “Incidentally, after breakfast, I’ll be departing for work. Rest assured, I won’t be apanying my boss on any business ventures. I’ll remain within the city limits, so there’s minimal risk.”


    After a brief hesitation, he continued,


    “However, I may return quitete tonight, so please don’t wait up for dinner.”


    Maia arched an eyebrow, studying Chris with growing suspicion.


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    “Do you have romantic ns tonight?”


    “Indeed.” Chris held her stare, a subtle, barely detectable smile ying at the edge of his mouth. “Have you forgotten? I gave Maxwell my word about teaching him advanced driving techniques. Tonight, I must honor thatmitment and take him for practical training.”


    Maia acknowledged this with a nod, yet concern still shadowed her features. She murmured quietly,


    “Be careful.”


    Actually, Chris was deceiving her entirely. Something of far greater significance required his presence that evening.


    Since the Cooper Group’s Geshuanian shipment had fallen victim to high-seas piracy, Kolton had adopted extreme caution, avoiding all subsequent dealings. This pattern shifted dramatically that morning when Chris obtained ssified intelligence that the Cooper Group intended to dispatch another Geshuanian shipment under cover of darkness.


    Yesterday, the Cooper Group’s stock price had crashed, and this morning it hit the limit down the moment markets opened. Kolton was finally feeling the heat. Now, Kolton desperately needed a massive cash injection to prop up the Cooper Group’s plummeting stock price. Unfortunately for him, Chris was absolutely determined to sabotage tonight’s transaction.


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