Meeting RoomThe three of them sat down.George Lamont’s gaze landed briefly on Jennie.William pulled Jennie gently against his side, the picture of a devoted husband. “My wife, Jennie.”“Nice to meet you, Mrs. Simmons. I’m George Lamont, the director’s assistant,” he said politely.Jennie curved her lips slightly in response, more out of courtesy than warmth.George did not mind her coolness and quickly turned to business with William.“As for the backend architecture, our tech department believes—”“We need to prioritize compatibility within the user data model,” William continued.William worked in software development, while Jennie was a botanist.Everything they discussed went straight over her head. It was boring enough that her mind drifted.After last night’s exhaustion, she could not hold back a small yawn. She covered her mouth quietly.Even so, William noticed immediately.He paused mid-sentence, turned to her, and gave her hand a gentle squeeze. His palm was w
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