She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 798

Her father always said that crisis was the perfect breeding ground for intelligence.

And right now, the ultimate opportunity to spy on the X Arms Syndicate had practically dropped into her lap!

The haughty rage vanished from her face, smoothly replaced by a look of bored disdain. "Whatever."

She grabbed her purse, stood up, and looked at Channing. "Let's go."

Without waiting for the owner or Channing to process her mood swing, she grabbed Channing's arm and ducked out the side door of their private room, slipping into the internal staff corridor.

Keeping her head down, she brushed past the men in the hallway, her eyes darting to the weapons holstered at their hips. Mr. X's firearms had distinct, custom modifications. She had seen them enough times to recognize them instantly.

"Luna, don't be mad. I know another great place, I'll take you there," Channing said, stumbling behind her in the narrow corridor filled with cleaning supplies.

This wasn't the exit. She was sneaking back around through the staff corridors.

Channing frowned. "What are you doing?"

"Shut up!" Luna hissed, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs.

Moving stealthily past the waitstaff, she pulled Channing into a tiny, cramped closet used for storing mops and brooms.

The walls here were traditional Japanese construction—thin wooden panels covered with decorative bamboo. It was so thin they could smell the woven tatami mats from the adjacent VIP room.

Luna pressed her ear against the cold wood, holding her breath.

Channing finally realized something major was happening. Mirroring her, he clamped his mouth shut, not daring to breathe.

At first, it was just the muffled rustle of clothing and the clinking of porcelain as people sat down.

Then, a voice broke the silence.

"Did you bring the goods?" a man asked.

Another slightly raspy voice answered. "The complete technical schematics for the Obsidian system. Latest iteration, including the core algorithm for the active defense matrix. As agreed: physical drives only, zero network backups. This signifies a long-term partnership."

This was followed by the metallic click of a briefcase opening and the soft shuffle of papers and hard drives.

The man in the grey suit seemed to be inspecting the contents. A moment later, he spoke. "Excellent. We acknowledge Harmony Country's sincerity. And here is ours."

A highly classified document was placed on the table.

"Mr. X promises to elevate your nation's arms procurement to our top-tier priority. We will prioritize all R&D, upgrades, and post-market support for you. Furthermore, we are prepared to share access to our private uranium reserves. You provide the territory, we provide the tech and the resources."

A third voice chimed in. "We agree in principle. However, several key points must be clarified. First, supply sequencing and priority tiers. Second, the depth and scope of the technology transfer. Third—and most importantly—the specific timeline and tactical coordination for dismantling Ares Global."

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