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    Ste’s mouth opened slightly, but no words came out. She bit her lip, unsure what to say. “William, this is the research institute!”


    Her cheeks were still burning. This wasn’t her home or the Briggs Group. If anyone walked in and saw them like this, she wouldn’t know where to hide.


    Just as William was about to say something, her phone rang in her pocket.


    She immediately straightened up, pulled it out, and saw Sharon’s name shing on the screen. cing a hand on William’s shoulder, she gently pushed him back and answered the call in her most serious tone. “Hi, Sharon. What’s going on?”


    Sharon’s voice sounded firm. “There’s been progress on that thing you asked me to look into.”<fnd828> Th?s chapter is updated by find·novel</fnd828>


    Ste sprang back so fast that she nearly bumped into William’s chin. But she didn’t seem to care and rushed out of his office. “What did you find? Tell me.”


    After searching for so many years and constantly hitting dead ends, she had nearly lost hope. She didn’t expect Sharon to find something now of all times.


    “It’s a bitplicated,” Sharon replied. “Better if we talk in person. Come to the salon when you’re free.”


    “I’ll stop by right after work!”


    There were just under two hours left in her shift. Although she was anxious, she didn’t want to leave early.


    Sharon said, “Alright, I’ll be waiting for you here.”


    As the call ended, Ste turned to nce at William’s closed office door. She hesitated for a second but ultimately decided not to go back in.


    He had only called her in to give her the coffee beans, and if she returned now, she’d probably have to deal with more of his teasing. It was safer to head back to theb and focus on work.


    At exactly five-thirty, Ste left the institute and made her way to Sharon’s beauty salon.


    Ste was sitting on the ground floor when she spotted Sharoning down the stairs.


    Sharon’s expression was grim, and she had a lightweightptop tucked under one arm.


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    “Stel,e take a look. I found something,” she said, her voice low as she sat down beside Ste and opened theptop. “This is some data from before your adoptive parents’ ident. I tracked down the license te of the hit-and-run car—and I found the driver. He gave me a few leads.”


    Ste’s heart clenched. “Wait… you actually found him?”


    Her adoptive parents had died in a terrible ident—their car went off a cliff, both of them dying on the spot.


    Back then, she’d still been in school. Her teacher was the one who broke the news.


    The Russells had taken her in after her mom passed away, giving her a roof, warmth, a sense of belonging.


    They once told her that her mother had been hunted by unknown people, but they never knew exactly who was behind it.


    Over the years, Ste had quietly done her own digging.


    She learned her mother had worked on a top-secret weapons project. After the details leaked, someone went after her, trying to get their hands on the ess codes. Her mom refused—and they hunted her down.


    Her adoptive parents had always urged her to let go of the past and live a normal life.


    And just when she was starting to genuinely ept them, starting to move on… they had an ident.


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