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    Felix drove up right on cue. He hurried over to open the car door, and Wesley slid in without uttering a word.


    Felix soon returned to the driver’s seat, and the sleek ck sedan melted into the night.


    Once home, Elena plunged into researching the Phantom Market.


    In three days, the Phantom Market would unveil its secrets.


    Elena nned to visit the Company in two days, resolve the transmitter issue, and discuss it with Wesley while there.


    Her fingers danced over the keyboard, swiftly uncovering the Phantom Market’s location and regtions.


    Her mentor had always been strict about such ventures, and though Elena had heard whispers of the Phantom Market, this would be her first visit.


    The Phantom Market was a melting pot of all kinds of participants, from Houis and various international backgrounds. Elena’s gaze hardened, filled with unwavering resolve.


    The following day, Malcolm decided to book the entire venue for their gathering.


    This expansive space was a masterpiece, intricately detailed down to thest nail, featuring ramshackle buildings and rolling wooded hills—all crafted to mirror reality on a one-to-one scale.


    When Elena arrived, the ce was already alive with chatter andughter, as everyone else had settled in.


    As soon as she walked over, Malcolm wasted no time and approached her. “Miss Harper, you finally graced us with your presence.”


    Taking in her striking appearance, he raised an eyebrow, a hint of admiration in his gaze. “You look sharp today.”


    Elena was dressed in a ck leather jacket that hugged her figure, paired with dark jeans entuating her slender legs, and sturdybat boots. Her long, lustrous ck hair flowed like a waterfall down her back. Her features, though delicate, were framed by piercing eyes that radiated both elegance and authority.


    Elena offered a slight nod, and together with Malcolm, she made her way into the venue.


    In the hall, a few familiar faces sprawledfortably on the sofa.


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    Elena scanned the room and recognized Wesley, Kason, Jeffry, and Lydia.


    Spotting Elena, Lydia shyly touched her nose and greeted her, “Hey, Elena.”


    Elena’s brow furrowed slightly as she replied, “What brings you here? I thought you were still recovering from your injury.”


    “I’m all healed up!” Lydia quickly interjected, cutting Elena off before she could finish.


    Elena’s gaze briefly flickered over Lydia and Jeffry, but she chose silence over further inquiry.


    Lydia, seated next to Jeffry, appeared vibrant andpletely recovered.


    Malcolm pped his hands together, dering, “Now that everyone’s here, let’s form teams! Mr. Spencer will undoubtedly partner with Miss Harper.”


    Malcolm’s underlying intent was to pave the way for Wesley and Elena to bond, hoping to win favor with Wesley.


    Wesley nodded in agreement, and Elena, unfazed, had no objections. She was indifferent to whom she teamed up with.


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