NovelFinishChapter 264 Ryan shook his head, forcing a smile. "Why didn't Lysander cwith you?" "He had something to take care of," Giselle replied casually, evading the question. She took his hand and led him to the sofa, sitting down at a polite distance. They chatted idly for a few moments before she steered the conversation toward what she really wanted to ask.
"Ryan, has your brother actually finalized the partnership with Mr. Whitmore?" By now, Ryan had calmed down, his mood much improved; he was happy to answer whatever Giselle asked. He replied without hesitation, "Yeah, that's right." Giselle continued smoothly, "So does your brother have access to the algorithm Mr. Whitmore developed?" "You mean the Atlas Language Model?" Ryan tilted his head, thinking for a moment. "Of course he does. Last week, when Forrest gave my brother a demo, I tagged along, though honestly, I didn't understand a thing. I just heard my brother say the algorithm is impressive-even the Federal Security Bureau is interested in bringing it on board to help with security and data intelligence work. But the details are way over my head." A flash of excitement lit up Giselle's eyes.
Her father's words had been right-this algorithm had caught the attention of the government, and every major player was scrambling to secure a deal. The potential was limitless.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLysander might have refused to negotiate with Forrest, but the Harvey family hadn't given up. Still, Charles knew better than to risk offending Lysander for the sake of a deal with Forrest. He understood where to draw the line, and so he'd found another way forward.
If they couldn't win the partnership, then they'd just have to get their hands on the algorithm directly. They still had a shot.
Remembering her father's advice, Giselle lowered her lashes and put on a look of quiet heartbreak-enough to catch Ryan's attention.
"Giselle, what's wrong?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.
When she didn't answer right away, Ryan grew more anxious, asking again and again until Giselle finally looked down, hesitating, and then confessed that Lysander and Forrest didn't get along. She said that, to avoid upsetting Lysander, her family had given up this rare chance at collaboration.
"My dad was really hoping this deal would help our family reach the next level, but... well..." Ryan's face darkened with anger. "How could Lysander do that? Just because he can't stand Forrest, he makes your family give up the partnership? That's not fair. I'm calling him right now-" He was already reaching for his phone when Giselle stopped him. "Don't. I gave it up willingly." Ryan's anger melted into worry and tenderness. "Giselle, you've done so much for him. If he ever lets you down, I swear I won't forgive him." Giselle's expression was still tinged with sadness, but the corners of her mouth curled up as she couldn't help but smile. "I knew you'd always be on my side." Ryan grinned sheepishly.
Then Giselle added, "But there's still one thing I regret." "Tell me, Giselle. Whatever it is, I'll make it happen for you!" Ryan thumped his chest with conviction.
She hesitated, lowering her gaze. After a long pause, she finally spoke. "At first, I wanted to work with Mr. Whitmore to help my family-but that's off the table now. Even so, I've always admired Mr. Whitmore's genius. That algorithm is groundbreaking. If I could just see it with my own eyes... I'd be satisfied." Without missing a beat, Ryan said, "That's easy. I'll talk to my brother and have him show you." Giselle shook her head gently.
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"There's no need to bother Roland over something so small. I just want you to show me. Like when we were kids which we like kids which Pdidn't want to practice piano and you'd sneakup to the attic to read comics with me. Just the two of us. Our little secret." "You can do this for me, can't you?" Her voice was soft, her eyes shimmering with hope as she looked up at Ryan- eyes that seemed to see no one else in the world.
Under that gaze, with the feeling of being her hero, Ryan nodded without thinking twice. "Leave it to me." Giselle squeezed his hand gently, her words full of warmth. "I knew I could always count on you." Meanwhile.
Mila hurried out of the ballroom, slipping into the small garden tom answer her phone! Her voice was tense as she repeated herself, "What did you just say? I couldn't hear you." ||
On the other end, Miranda's voice trembled with panic and guilt Mila, alic what amil going to do? ... I accidentally slept with Roland!" Mila: "What?!"
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