?Chapter 341:


    Lance’s expression faltered for a brief second. There was no way Elliana could’ve met someone like Dillen. Dillen was a top-secret national asset, a government-trained AI expert whose background was so tightly guarded that even seasoned researchers only heard whispers of his existence. Most people in the field had never heard of him. And Elliana? She hardly knew a thing about AI development and definitely couldn’t have met Dillen.


    Regainingposure, Lance smiled and said dismissively, “Mr. Perez, you must be mistaken. There’s no way she’s ever met you.”


    But Dillen didn’t buy it. He kept his eyes on Elliana, his brows drawn together thoughtfully. “There’s something familiar about her. She reminds me of a master I admire deeply. The sharpness in her eyes, that sense of rity… It’s uncanny.”


    Lance almost snorted. Sharpness in Elliana’s eyes? He thought her expression was as in as her looks—nothing particrly “uncanny” about her, at least not in any ttering way. But he kept that opinion to himself, especially with Dillen present.


    Sensing the tension, Emmanuel stepped in smoothly, offering a diplomatic bridge. “Mr. Perez, her name is Elliana. She’s Cole’s wife and the internationally renowned designer Rosa. Perhaps that’s who she reminds you of?”


    Recognition lit up Dillen’s face. “Rosa? Ah! That makes perfect sense! My daughter absolutely adores your work—she calls you her idol.”


    Elliana gave a polite smile. “Thank you. That’s kind of her.”


    Dillen opened his mouth to continue the conversation, but Elliana gently redirected. “Mr. Perez, let’s focus on the project for now. We can talk more once we’ve tackled the technical side of things.” Her tone remained respectful but firm. She was genuinely curious to see if Dillen had made any progress after all these years.


    Elliana remembered Dillen from years ago. At that time, he had tagged along with his mentor during a particrly thorny AI project. Dillen’s attitude had been earnest and humble, and she had offered some guidance that clearly left an impression. She had appreciated his dedication then. Now, she was eager to see if her advice had borne any fruit.


    While everyone in the room swarmed around Dillen with admiration, Elliana remained where she was, rxed and detached. Her disinterest was subtle but unmistakable.


    The tension in the room was noticeable enough to make Dillen feel a little awkward. Still, he didn’t press and followed Lance to the workstation. The rest of the team gathered behind him, watching with hopeful eyes. Dillen sat down and began examining the code and system architecture. Minutes passed. Then more. Over an hour ticked by. The room remained hushed, every breath held in anticipation.


    Find the next chapters on g??l??oν????????o??


    Finally, Dillen leaned back with a heavy sigh, his expression apologetic. “I’m sorry,” he said honestly. “This issue is beyond my scope. In all my years working with AI, I’ve nevere across a configuration like this. I don’t have a solution.”


    The hopeful energy that had surged just moments ago copsed in an instant. Disappointment hung thick in the air.


    Elliana let out a soft sigh and shook her head. So, Dillen hasn’t improved much after all these years. Her precious guidance had been wasted.


    Alonso, clearly unwilling to give up, furrowed his brows and looked at Dillen. “Mr. Perez, does this mean we need to scrap the project entirely and start over?”


    .


    .


    .