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    …represent the future of thepany—the very foundation of William’s vision.”


    He paused, letting the words settle. “I don’t think any of you wish to see that fall into the wrong hands.”


    A moment of silence followed before Professor Ritchie, the project’s lead researcher, spoke. He was an older man, gray hair tousled, sses slipping slightly down his nose.


    “Mr. Carter,” he said gravely, “we understand. Mr. William Briggs’s kindness and foresight built everything we have. These projects are like our children. We’ll continue them, no matter what it takes.”


    Lance nodded. “Good. Because as of tonight, this will serve as your new research base. I’ve already transferred all backup data and prototypes here. The sealed projects will continue—quietly, without drawing attention.”


    His gaze hardened. “This must remain a secret. No one from Briggs Group—especially Howe—can know.”


    As he said it, Ste’s face shed unexpectedly through his mind. She had lost her memory and still believed Marc was her genuinely loving partner.


    It was best to keep Briggs Group’s affairs hidden from her for now.


    The group exchanged determined looks, and a collective murmur of assent filled the room.


    “Yes, sir.”


    Most of them were purely technical staff, fiercely loyal to William. Even if Lance hadn’t taken these projects from Briggs Group today, they would never have truly worked for Howe.


    Briggs Group might bear the same name no matter who led it, but only under William’s leadership did it feel like a ce they could belong.


    Lance’s expression softened slightly, though his tone remained firm. “Funding, equipment, and security will all be handled through me. Your only task is to keep researching—keep everything alive—until Mr. Briggs returns.”


    A few of them hesitated. One younger engineer finally asked what everyone else was thinking, voice unsteady. “But… will he reallye back?”


    The question hung in the air like a weight. Rumors had spread through every corridor of Briggs Group—rumors that William was missing, presumed dead.


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    Lance looked directly at him, eyes unwavering. “If you believe in him,” he said slowly, “then you don’t stop believing now.”


    Something in Lance’s tone silenced the room.


    Professor Ritchie straightened, his voice steady as he spoke for everyone. “You have our word, Mr. Carter. We’ll do our part. The projects will not fail, and they’ll remain untouched by anyone unworthy of them.”


    Lance nodded, a rare flicker of relief crossing his face.


    Later, he stood by therge observation window, looking down at the researchers moving busily around theb. Their focus, their quiet dedication—it stirred something deep in him. He allowed himself a slow exhale, the tension in his shoulders easing for the first time that day.


    This was the best he could do for William.


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