N nodded. “When did you get here?”


    “Not too long ago,” Oliver replied.


    “You should take a look at those dark circles under your eyes,” N remarked.


    Oliver paused briefly, then chuckled. “Alright, you got me. After Buddy fell asleep, I was worried you’d forget to call, so I came over.”


    N frowned, about to speak, but Oliver cut her off, “You’ve been up all night. You must be exhausted. Get In the car, and I’ll take you home to rest.”


    N nodded. “Okay.”


    She opened the door and got in. Once she buckled her seatbelt, Oliver started the car.


    “Why don’t you rest at my ce? I’m off today, and I can watch Buddy,” Oliver suggested.


    N hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. “No, I’ll pick Buddy up and head home. You finally have a day off–you should rx.”


    Oliver insisted, “It’s fine. Watching Buddy is pretty much rxing for me anyway. And he’s probably still asleep.”


    Meeting Oliver’s gentle gaze, N couldn’t bring herself to refuse again.


    “Alright,” she said.


    At theb window, Damon watched as N got into Oliver’s


    his eyes narrowing slightly.


    When he had arrived at


    theb earlier and stepped out of his car, he had felt an icy, hostile gaze directed at him. If his instincts were right, that gaze hade from the car N


    Seeing Damon’s distant, unreadable expression, Edgar felt a bit uneasy and asked, “Mr. Sumner, what do you think of ourb?”


    Damon turned his attention back to Edgar. “It’s not bad. I’ll honor mymitment to fund yourb.”


    Hearing this, Edgar finally rxed and quickly replied, “Great! If you have time now, we can sign the contract.”


    Since theb’s funding wasn’t a charitable donation, they


    had to sign agreements outlining terms like giving thepany free ess to any new drugs theb developed.


    “Alright,” Damon replied.


    After signing the contract, Edgar beamed with delight, knowing that the research funds for the year were secured.


    “Mr. Sumner, do you have time for a meal? We could grab something together,” he proposed.


    “That won’t be necessary. I have other matters to attend to,” Damon declined.


    A little disappointed, Edgar said, “Maybe next time then.”


    After leaving theb, Damon headed straight to Prospectus Technology’s branch office in Capitarnia.


    Three years ago, Prospectus Technology had begun establishing a presence in Capitarnia, entering the local


    market. From initial struggles to its current position, the journey had been tough. Only those close to Damon, like his secretary, knew just how challengin


    With the branch now owning its own building, all the hard work seemed worth it.


    As Damon gazed out the car window, lost in thought, Luca didn’t dare disturb him.


    From his years of experience with Damon, Luca had learned that whenever Damon’s eyes were half- closed like that, it was a sign that he wasn’t in a go


    However, nothing that had happened today should have upset him.


    On the way home, Oliver couldn’t help but mention, “N, I saw Damon today.”


    N’s expression remained unchanged as she pressed her lips together. “Yeah, he’s ourb’s sponsor. Oliver’s grip on the steering wheel tightened slig


    “No. He has lost his memory. You probably heard about that,” N replied.


    Oliver blinked in surprise, then nodded. “I did hear, but I didn’t think it was true…”


    After a brief silence, he nced at N and asked, “How do you feel about all of thi