Chapter 2087


    Research into artificial hearts wasmon knowledge, but no one had ever heard of an artificial


    brain. That was probably because it was harder to control whenpared to hearts. There was no


    known patient who survived long with an artificial heart and the artificial brain in Elliot''s head would


    notst. He could die at any moment.


    Avery returned to the house and saw the two boxes opened and Elliot was holding two pieces of


    paper. She recovered immediately from the initial shock and smiled as she said, "This is the data


    Ang submitted to themittee for the Marshall''s Award... well, a copy of them, anyway. I asked


    Professor Greens to help me with it." "Miss Tate, I thought Professor Greens quitted the


    committee?" Wilson asked in confusion.


    Professor Greens had dered that he would resign from themittee after his argument with the


    leader, but he had forced himself to return to themittee at Avery''s request.


    Professor Greens had been in the Marshall''s Awardmittee for far longer than the current leader


    had, so the leader did not oppose him when he said he wished to return.


    It took Professor Greens three days to copy all the data, and there was plenty more toe after


    this.


    Had themittee not awarded Ang the award because they wanted money, Professor Greens


    would not have done this as it went deeply against his ethics.


    Though Avery would not allow the data to be leaked, Professor Greens'' reputation would be left in


    ruins if what he did came to light.


    "He could go back whenever he wants,” Avery said casually. "This is confidential, so we are all


    going to take this to the grave with us."


    Wilson mmed his hand on his mouth and nodded frantically.


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    "Elliot, I will study everything about Ang’s research. I don''t want to rely on her, and anything she


    can do, I should be able to do as well." She looked at his expressionless face with eyes full of hope.


    Avery was like a blinding ray of light that shone through the darkness in his heart. He had barely


    spoken to her at all in the past few days, but Avery spent a lot of time speaking to him. Whenever


    she asked him something, he would hum, shake his head or simply remain quiet, but she did not


    give up.


    She took the paper from his hands and put it back into the box, before dragging him to the kitchen.


    "The nanny made soup. Let''s go have some!"


    "Avery," he said.


    Avery was surprised to hear his voice.


    She knew that he was not a robot or an emotionless log of wood; so long as she treated him as the


    Elliot she had always known, he would soon realize that she was still the same Avery who loved


    him.


    "What is it, Elliot?" She turned around and took his hand with both of her hands.


    "I don''t want you to sacrifice so much for me," he said, "because what you give might not give you


    what you want." "How would you know that? How would we know that I won''t seed unless I try?”


    she said gently with determination. "Just trust me. I will find a way."


    Elliot swallowed hard and remained quiet.


    "I like this sort of challenge, anyway. Don''t just think of it as me doing this entirely for you. I''m doing


    this to satisfy my curiosity as well."


    "I am worried that someone will use me to threaten you."


    Elliot could tell which part of her words were true. Back in the basement, Avery mentioned that they


    should stop working and retire if they ever made it out alive. Avery was only looking into Ang''s


    project for his sake, not because she was


    curious.