After we got into the car, Irvin started the engine. I gave him a sidelong glance and asked, "Did you take the baby's picture?"
I was calm when I spoke, but he was visibly stiffened up. He looked at me and asked tentatively, "Didn't you say you won't see it?"
I stared out of the car window. The pain I felt in my chest was so painful that I found it hard to breathe. After some time, I replied, "Yes, I won't look at it. Send it to Aaron and tell him to keep a low profile when he sends it to Andrea. It's best to send it at midnight."
Irvin nodded. After the car hit the road for a while, he changed the topic and asked, "So, have you figured out what to do with the Al project?"
I nodded, "Aaron is good in IT. I've asked him for help. Also, there's a technology company in Ucrebury, and its researchers are very talented although the company's management isn't that good. I was going to ask you to make time to visit it and maybe even purchase it."
He quirked his eyebrows, "There's such a company?"
"Yes."
"Well, it seems that you don't have to gamble on Advancer Tech," He teased while smiling gently.
I turned back to look at him and said, "If I fail and lose Advancer Tech, I'll simply stick around you and make you pay for my expenses."
He laughed, "No problem!"
It was already past midnight when I got home. Fortunately for him, there were many rooms in the apartment. So, Irvin simply found a room to rest while I returned to my bedroom. As expected, I didn't sleep all night because I had a lot to think of.
Helen would be celebrating her fifty- sixth birthday on November 4.
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