Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 725

Barton scoffed.

"The Morales Group you mentioned, is the CEO Luka Morales?"

The assistant nodded.

"That's him."

Barton rubbed his chin with one hand.

"No wonder she's trying so hard to show off in front of the camera."

"Having parents like that, being tossed into the bed of some old creep to be manipulated at will."

He shook his head with a look of feigned pity.

"What a shame."

The assistant asked, "Are you interested in signing Miss Morales, sir?"

Barton replied, "Her project is mildly interesting for its language functions, but it has no other real advantages."

"On the other hand, the Fulton boy's mechanical arm could actually be useful in the medical field."

"But from what I know, the Fulton family doesn't lack resources or money."

"The younger Mr. Fulton probably just signed up to join the fun and show off."

At that moment, the assistant's phone pinged with a notification.

Opening the screen and reading the message, the assistant's expression shifted slightly.

"I just received word that Mr. Andres is also on the top floor. He booked the room right next to ours."

Barton's brow furrowed tightly.

"Why is he here? Who is he here for? Is NovaTech trying to poach talent from me?"

The assistant looked just as confused.

"Should I send someone to find out, sir?"

Suddenly realizing something, Barton raised a hand to stop him.

"I think I know why he's here."

"Nancy is back."

The assistant asked, "Do you think Mr. Andres came to the exhibition for Miss Grover?"

Hans, who had been watching the entire broadcast, made a very fair assessment.

"So far, Anya's robot is definitely the brightest star of the event."

"The viewer count started at three thousand and has already hit forty thousand, and it's still climbing steadily."

Andres had zero interest in Anya's work.

To the average person, a robot that could converse seamlessly and provide emotional support might seem novel.

But as the founder of NovaTech, Andres was already used to seeing such smart tech.

Seeing all the attention focused on Anya, he was growing impatient.

"What is wrong with this host? Lingering at booth five for so long—did she forget about the other contestants?"

Hans understood what his boss meant.

He was getting anxious because Miss Vance hadn't appeared on screen yet.

"Should I have Murray go down and check on the situation?"

Murray hadn't followed them up to the top floor; he had been assigned to patrol outside for security.