Z City.
High noon.
A bulletproof vehicle slowly pulled into the border defense force base.
Violette was inside the car, curiously observing the scenery outside the window. There were no lofty skyscrapers here; it was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. What was here was the primal beauty of nature and soldiers defending the country.
"Ms. Dennis, our base is pretty far from the city and conditions are quite rough. You might have to rough it out for the next couple of days," said a person called Mr. Rocks.
Violette: "No worries. It's an honor for us that you chose our company's products."
Mr. Rocks chuckled, "We compared drones from many companies and finally chose yours which we believed were the best. Our director Mr. Johnson decided directly to purchase your drones."
Violette replied with a hint of flush, "Making the best products has always been our goal."
"Well, Ms. Dennis, you mentioned over the phone that we can add some features to fit our needs. How soon can you deliver the product then?"
Violette replied: "I need to know what features you'd like to add first, then I have to discuss it with our technical director."
"Alright, let's go grab some lunch first. We'll have a detailed chat with Mr. Johnson later."
"Sure."
After lunch.
Mr. Johnson took Violette for a walk outside, chatting as they strolled. The camp was huge. Violette walked for a while, she was not tired, but her stomach started to hurt.
She had made a last-minute decision to come here, so she hadn’t told anyone here that she was pregnant. But now she can't walk anymore, so she had to tell Mr. Johnson she was pregnant.
Upon hearing this, Mr. Johnson immediately looked at her belly. She was wearing a pair of regular jeans today, with a long-sleeved T-shirt on top. The T-shirt wasn't baggy, so her fairly flat belly was visible.
"Ms. Dennis, you're not three months pregnant yet, right? It doesn't show at all. Why aren't you resting at home? You could've sent someone else." Mr. Johnson said in confusion.
Violette was too embarrassed to say that it was a momentary impulse, and she had come to avoid Elijah.
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