The foundations of Loraine’s brilliancey in these enriching resources.


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    Once again, Marco found himself deeply moved. He pictured Loraine, nestled by the window


    engrossed in a foreign book. His heart melted.


    Her remarkable prowess evoked regret in him for not knowing her sooner.


    The more Marco interacted with Loraine, the deeper his affections for her grew. His anticipation to


    explore Loraine’s room was heightened, hoping it would offer a deeper insight into her persona.


    A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y


    However, his intense, straight gaze towards Loraine’s personal space didn’t sit well with Wesley.


    Propped against the door, Wesley coughed audibly, fixing a stern Look at Marco as he admonished,


    “Have you had your fill? Isn’t it about time we get to the task at hand? Can you reach out to your


    friend’s scientific research team now?”


    Marco remained undeterred, even exhibiting a desire to dismiss Wesley.


    “It’s indeed time to get in touch with them. I need aputer to hold a virtual meeting and discuss the


    details of Leasing the equipment from them…”


    Upon hearing this, Wesley’s brows furrowed. He loathed the thought of his dear niece spending even a


    moment alone with Marco.


    Despite his reluctance, he was aware of the significance of the task at hand. He had no choice but to


    arrange for aputer.


    As a subtle smile yed on Marco’s lips, he strode towards Loraine, who was stationed by the desk.


    He then briefed her on the key points for their uing conversation.


    Loraine engaged in serious discourse with him, preparing for the subsequentmunication.


    Evening soon descended. Upon confirming that the individual at the other end was avable, Marco


    initiated a video call.


    As the video call came alive, the first image that shed on the disy was a jumble of white hair,


    uncannily resembling untamed brambles.


    Loraine was taken aback.


    Gradually, a visage characterized by countless creases came into view.


    The elderly gentleman, with sses perched on his nose, narrowed his eyes at the screen for a while


    before breaking into a cheerful grin.


    “Marco, is this lovelydy the one you wish to coborate with?”


    With a tint of embarrassment, Loraine cleared her throat, looking at


    Marco for support. Could this really be the spokesperson for a scientific research team?


    Marco was typically so reserved. Why did all of his acquaintances show such a bold attitude?


    With an assuring nod towards Loraine, Marco turned towards the gentleman and spoke in a frosty tone.


    “Dr. Palmer, I implore you to be professional. Do you fancy me rying your words to your wife?”