Chapter 1080
Adrian got chewed out and then had the door slammed in his face.
His expression turned livid and utterly humiliated.
His fists clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked, his eyes brimming with dark malice.
Uncultured hillbilly?
Some low-class nobody from a forgotten slum had the nerve to point at him and call him a hillbilly?
It was an unforgivable insult.
He felt he had stooped incredibly low, practically building a staircase for Serena to walk down gracefully.
Instead of taking the out.
She had shoved it back in his face.
And let her teammates humiliate him.
Did she really think he was desperate for her?
Or did she actually believe she could secure Nicholas and become the future matriarch of the Blackwood family?
“Fine! Have it your way, Serena! Keep clinging to your pride while you drown p>
“Since you want to play the hero, don’t say I didn’t warn you. When you lose this competition, don’t come crying to me p>
Adrian’s face was a mask of fury as he turned on his heel.
As he stalked off, he sneered, “Chief Graves, let’s go set up the equipment I brought. I refuse to believe Serena won’t be begging for it once she sees what I have to offer p>
But Howard remained frozen by the lab entrance, staring blankly at the tightly sealed doors.
His eyes were wide, his pupils dilated in absolute shock.
He stood paralyzed.
Adrian frowned. “Chief Graves p>
Howard violently snapped back to reality. He looked over at Adrian, gulping hard. “M-Mr. Cole p>
His voice trembled. “Did you just say the equipment you brought was imported from the United Realmon States and is worth sixty million dollars p>
“Yes. Is there a problem?” Adrian replied coldly.
Howard pointed a shaking finger at the closed lab doors. “Do you have any idea what kind of equipment they’re using in there p>
Adrian brushed it off. “Isn’t it just a bunch of unbranded junk p>
“That is no junk,” Howard said, his voice trembling even more as he constantly swallowed his nerves. “That setup… if I’m not mistaken, is the exclusive machinery reserved for the top academicians at the National Institute of Advancedy Research. It’s the Custom Sovereign Series, developed by our country after countless years of effort. There is only one set in all of Elyndor, and it is never sold to the public p>
Howard paused to catch his breath “The performance of that apparatus tivals the absolute peak of global e technology. It completely obliterates any international counterpart p>
He cautiously gauged Adrian’s expression. “Compared to a true national treasure,
the equipment you brought really is just a pile of worthless scrap metal p>
The arrogant sneer on Adrian’s face instantly vanished.
He frowned deeply. “How is that possible? How could they possibly have the clearance to use… Sovereign-level equipment p>
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“I am absolutely certain!” Howard’s voice pitched up in excitement, his throat working convulsively. “That is definitely the Custom Sovereign Series oversaw its transport previously, and I distinctly remember that every piece of that machinery is stamped with The Dragon Emblem p>
“Right on the side of the main unit p>
That emblem was the supreme authorization seal from the National Institute of
Advanced Research.
There was only one set in the entire country.
And it was right here, in Serena’s hands.
“Who… who exactly is she?! Why is she allowed to use this equipment? The people
who get access to this are not ordinary citizens p>
He remembered when he was in charge of its transport.