Chapter 2025


    Chapter 2025 Busy Making A Son


    Davin was inexorably surprised. Good Lord! Why is it a woman again? Are all the elites in the ck


    technology industry all women? Don’t tell me it’s all women in the researchb?


    Ignoring the woman who opened the door, She walked right into the room and Davin quickly hurried


    after her. Three women were seated inside, seemingly drawing up a chart of some sort.


    Davin inwardly eximed, Whoa! Sure enough, it’s all women! Conversely, She had no interest in all


    that. Her only concern was her father’s whereabouts. Just then, the woman whom she shoved earlier


    walked over. “They’re looking for Mr. Muir.”


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    “Mr. Muir isn’t here.” One of the women nced at the branded watch on her wrist before adding airily,


    “Considering the time now, he’s probably busy making a son.”


    Davin and She were both dumbfounded. They exchanged a look, and She roared at her, “What


    utter nonsense!”


    In response, the woman snickered disdainfully. “It’s not nonsense. An hour ago, he left after receiving a


    call from a woman. I heard loud and clear that she wanted to give him a son.”


    Davin was stunned, words eluding him.


    I-Is this for real, or am I dreaming? My father-inw is already up in years, so why would he still want to


    have a son? Oh God, I was just running my mouth when I imed he had a bunch of women out there.


    Don’t tell me I identally hit the nail on the head, and there’s really such a thing?


    “What kind of woman was it?” She demanded.


    The woman thought for a while before admitting, “I’m not sure about that, but I know where he went.”


    “Where did he go?”


    “Jazz Winery.”


    She went silent and froze for three seconds.


    Then, she promptly spun on her heels and strode out.


    Davin stared at the women in the room before sweeping a nce over the various devices and


    research equipment in front of them. “What kind of experiment are you all carrying out?” he inquired.


    The woman pondered for a moment before replying warily, “That’s private and confidential.”


    Well, she’s refusing to tell me, huh?


    He studied theboratory with his hawk-like eyes and found no traces of any drugs. For that reason, he


    was convinced that Patrick was lying about researching anticancer drugs.


    Instead, the news Evan received was true.


    “Hurry up, Davin!” She urged.


    Davin whirled around and went after her. He wanted to stop her from leaving and take a few


    experimental items back. However, her only concern then was what her father was doing at that


    moment.


    “Wait up, She! Let’s bring some things home.”


    “What do you want to bring? No matter what, it pales inparison to finding my father posthaste and


    bringing him back home!”


    “No, listen to me, She. I think this researchb seems strange. Your father said he’s researching


    anticancer drugs, but look, there aren’t any medicinal herbs in here. That’s simply too odd, no?”


    “If you find it odd, ask my father when we find him.” She increased her pace as she continued


    heading out.


    At that very moment, their respective concerns were worlds apart.


    Realizing that She would be deaf to anything he said right then, Davin reached out and snagged two


    USB drive-like items at that critical juncture.


    After exiting theboratory, he swiftly stuffed them into his pocket.


    “Floor the gas pedal, Davin. We must rush over to Jazz Winery as soon as possible!”


    “I don’t think your father wants to have a son. He’s probably… well, he’s probably socializing.”


    “We’ll only know when we see it with our own eyes. Step on it!”


    The car sped toward Jazz Winery.


    On their way there, She realized she had no idea which room her father was in despite knowing that


    he went to the winery. Hmm, how am I to find him expeditiously when we arriveter?


    After turning it over in her mind, she started making calls to seek help from her friends.


    She implored a friend to utilize some connections to obtain Jazz Winery’s security footage and


    ascertain which room her father entered.


    Ten minutester, she received a reply.


    As she stared at the room number she received in her WhatsApp, unease swamped her.


    Dad really went to Jazz Winery. So, that woman was actually speaking the truth?