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    Her adoptive father had run an elite assassin syndicate.


    She was raised alongside other children, all trained to kill. Out of hundreds, only ten survived.


    Lydia was one of them.


    At fifteen, she eliminated her adoptive father and fled back to Houis.


    With no official identity and relentless pursuers on her heels, she hid out in a small inte café in Foiclens, where she crossed paths with Elena. Together, they had founded Pantheon.


    Lydia wrapped her arms around Elena. “Now we can see each other every day. You won’t get sick of me, right?”


    Elena nudged her away. “Already am.”


    Lydia feigned heartbreak. “That hurts! I helped block Wesley from digging into you.”


    Then, curiosity flickered in her eyes. “Speaking of which—Wesley, the head of Spencer Group, has been after you all this time. Think he’s got a thing for you?”


    Elena rolled her eyes.


    Wesley got a thing for her?


    “Not a chance.”


    “Why is that impossible? If Wesley knew the world’s most skilled hacker, El, wasn’t just a prodigy but also breathtakingly gorgeous, it wouldn’t be surprising if he developed feelings for you,” Lydia remarked.


    Her eyes remained locked on Elena’s face.


    Elena’s beauty was so mesmerizing that Lydia had beenpletely captivated the first time they met.


    If Lydia had been a man, she would have undoubtedly fallen for her.


    Lydia sighed. “If you were a guy, I’d definitely make you mine.”


    Elena chose not to respond.


    Wesley, with his detached personality, never struck her as someone who could genuinely care about another person.


    After sharing drinks and a meal, Elena decided to leave early to prepare materials for the following day.


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    Back at home, she wrapped up the proposal in just thirty minutes. After sending the document to the design department’s manager, she picked up her sketchbook.


    Earlier that day, during a meeting, she had absentmindedly doodled a concept for a bracelet.


    The rough sketch already looked impressive. Elena digitized the design, added colors, and refined the details until it wasplete.


    The proposal itself wasn’tplicated. For Leopardex, the real priority was innovation.


    Thepany hadn’t introduced a sessful product in years. Relying on outdated ideas wouldn’t help them move forward. If they wanted to reestablish themselves, they needed something truly eye-catching.


    After finalizing everything, she took a shower and went to bed.


    The next morning, as she descended the stairs, she spotted Jolie and Jeffry.


    “Jeffry? What brings you back?”


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