《Betrayed, I Become The CEO'S Contracted Bride》全部章節：第 131 章 - 第 140 章

Elara pressed the digital advancer on the acrylic podium. The massive screen shifted from the toxic molecular model to a high-resolution scanned image of her handwritten synthesis journals. Dense, complex chemical notations filled the display. A bright yellow digital timestamp pulsed in the upper right corner, dominating the visual space."These represent my original, foundational synthesis logs." Elara projected her voice evenly, refusing to rush the delivery. "They document the initial molecular frameworks for the compound. Independent digital verification confirms these exact files were uploaded to a secure, encrypted cloud server eighteen months prior to the Golden Gala."She stepped out from behind the podium. She walked to the very edge of the stage, closing the physical distance between herself and the Aethelgard executives seated in the front row."The structural approach contained within Dr. Cross's published formula is mathematically identical to these early, incomplete note

Elena Marsh pushed the crash bar on the backstage exit. The heavy metal doors swung outward into the main conference corridor.The space was entirely blocked. Thirty science journalists, pharmaceutical reporters, and industry analysts occupied the carpeted hallway. Flashbulbs strobed against the walls. Alexander’s security team immediately formed a moving perimeter, stepping ahead of Elara and carving a physical path through the crowd."Dr. Vance!" A reporter near the front raised a recorder. "How long have you had the independent laboratory confirmation?""Can you confirm the timeline for the open-source release?""Is criminal negligence being considered against Aethelgard executives?"Elena Marsh stepped to the edge of the security line. "Vance Biomedical will issue a formal press release tomorrow morning regarding all legal and intellectual property timelines. Dr. Vance will not discuss pending litigation tonight."A microphone thrust past a security guard's shoulder. "Dr. Vance, w

Elara sat at the primary workstation. Morning sunlight illuminated the stainless steel bench. She scrolled through the inbox on her secondary monitor.Forty-three emails had arrived since midnight.Alexander walked into the laboratory. He wore a dark suit, his tie perfectly straight. He carried two porcelain mugs and set one next to her keyboard."How many?" Alexander asked, looking at the scrolling text."Forty-three," Elara said. She took the mug. "Seventeen requesting comment. Twelve offering institutional collaboration.""And the remaining fourteen?""Apologies of varying degrees of sincerity."Alexander pulled up a high-backed stool. He sat beside her, eliminating the physical distance between them. "What will you do with them?""The genuine ones will receive a response when I have time," Elara said. "The opportunistic ones get filed for reference.""The apologies?"Elara looked at the names in her inbox. Former mentors, peer reviewers, colleagues who had turned their backs at th

On the seventh day following the Summit, Mrs. Chen walked into the laboratory holding a massive floral arrangement.The glass vase contained dozens of white lilies. The scent immediately overtook the sterile, filtered air of the workspace. Mrs. Chen stopped at the edge of the stainless steel bench, keeping the vase away from the active biosafety cabinets. She raised her eyebrows, maintaining a carefully neutral expression.Elara stopped typing. She recognized the specific variety of lily."The security gate cleared a courier ten minutes ago," Mrs. Chen said. She extended a small, thick card pinched between two fingers.Elara took the card. The handwriting was immediate and familiar. Three years of shared groceries, research notes, and margin corrections existed in the slant of the ink.You were extraordinary. You were always going to be. — MElara placed the card face-down on the metal surface."Should I accept further deliveries?" Mrs. Chen asked.Elara considered the variables. Refu

The interior of the Thorne International sedan was entirely silent.Dr. Chen sat in the front passenger seat, radiating the specific, tactful quiet of a man who knew exactly when to render himself invisible. In the back, the city lights played across Alexander’s face in alternating flashes of gold and shadow. He had not spoken since they left the Grand Metropolitan Conference Center.Elara watched the rain bead against the tinted glass. She processed the data.They were going to kill you."Do you believe him?"Alexander’s voice broke the silence. It was perfectly level, stripped of any identifiable inflection.Elara turned from the window. She applied the scientific method to the anomaly of Marcus Sterling’s behavior over the last four months."I believe he believes it," Elara answered. "Whether it is objectively true is a separate question."Alexander’s gaze remained fixed on the partition dividing the front and rear of the vehicle."The fear in his face was real," Elara continued, p