After driving a little further, Gavin nced at the rearview mirror and asked directly, "Mr. Goodwin, with Walden Wells''s only son gone, are you worried he might oppose you in the future for Miss Shannon''s sake?"


    "Let him try,"n said, his tone deceptively calm.


    Still,n preferred to avoid trouble. Aplex look flickered in his eyes. "You know what to do."


    Gavin immediately understood his boss''s unspokenmand. After so many years by his side, he could deciphern''s intentions in an instant, whether they were simple orplex.


    He nodded immediately. "Don''t worry, Mr. Goodwin. I understand."


    It wasn''t thatn feared trouble, but he needed to minimize it. He didn''t have the energy to deal with unnecessary people or problems. If it came down to it, he had no qualms about using certain methods.


    ***


    At that moment, in Vanessa''s vi, she had just finishedforting Walden Wells over the phone. Tears still clung to her eyshes, but her face showed no trace of sadness.


    Laverne sat down beside her, patting her shoulder excitedly. "Vanessa, Mr. Wells has lost his son in his old age. He''s at his most vulnerable and most desperate for an heir. We have to be smart and seize every opportunity to get pregnant."


    A smile yed on Vanessa''s lips. "Exactly. This is my only chance to be Mrs. Wells."


    A shrewd, calcting glint appeared in her eyes. "I can''t just console him over the phone. I have to go be by his side and show him that I genuinely care about his pain."


    Laverne nodded in agreement. "Right. I''ll book our flights immediately. We need to get there as soon as possible."


    Vanessa knew she had to act fast. As long as she sessfully conceived Walden Wells''s child and secured her position as Mrs. Wells, not evenn, with all his power, would dare to touch her easily.


    Once she had enough leverage, she could finally break free from her contract.


    ***


    The handover of Eleanor''s project


    was proceeding smoothly. Communication with Garrison''s team was highly efficient, and the transition originally scheduled for three months, was nearing


    Garrison''s team needed to return to their facility and was scheduled toplete the


    final handover and depart the following week.


    At a farewell lunch for both teams, Garrison couldn''t help but feel a sense of regret as he chatted with Eleanor. He could clearly see that her focus was entirely on her work. He''d heard she had already decided


    on her next research direction and would be diving into it as soon as


    the handover wasplete.


    It was as if she were born for a career in scientific research. However, Garrison had


    also noticed that Eleanor''s ex-husband,n, was still very attentive to her.


    He had also found out that the funding for Eleanor''s new project was orchestrated byn. It was clear the ex husband wasnt just providing resources and money he still had lingering feelings for her.


    "Eleanor, I hope you''ll visit the facility again sometime to coborate," Garrison said with a smile.


    "Of course. If the opportunity arises, I''ll definitely be there," Eleanor replied with a smile.


    "Mansfield is also recovering day by day. Once he passes all his medical checks, I look forward to him returning to the base as well."


    Eleanor nodded. Mansfield''s physical constitution was excellent; recovering to his former state wouldn''t be a problem at all.


    His cerebral chip had been removedst week, and his neuralwork waspletely normal and unaffected.


    "I also hope he makes a full recovery soon," Eleanor said sincerely.


    Another week passed in the blink of an eye. Eleanor saw Garrison''s team off to their


    waiting vehicles. They shook hands and said their goodbyes.