All Chapters of Please Love Me, Again!: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Vincent’s P.O.V."I am glad that nothing happened that we had expected, but it doesn’t mean that the threat has gone. I watched the surveillance. A few people looked suspicious, but they didn’t give away any hint or a reason to keep suspecting them, and I am pretty sure that there was no one with dark green eyes. Two people had green eyes, but with their physiques and social status, they couldn’t be assassins.” Caellum spoke calmly, but he was serious.“The person from Aurelia?” I asked him while continuing to read the document that I had in front of my eyes.I had my buds in my ears. So, I didn’t need to hold the phone.“He is also a neurologist with a good reputation in that city. He joined Aurelia only five months ago and is the youngest one there, and they sent him to an important seminar like this instead of sending an experienced one,” he answered and took a deep breath.“The problem is that his background is blocked.” He added it, and I narrowed my eyes; my fingers tightened on

Lauren’s P.O.V.“Good morning, Ms. Shaw.” The branch manager, Mr. Nathaniel Hunt, greeted me with a professional smile as soon as I entered the reception area.“Good morning, Mr. Hunt.” I greeted him formally as we walked towards the elevator.“I am sure that you have already prepared everything that I will need to understand the situation well?” I asked him in the same manner, keeping my eyes straight, but I could feel so many pairs of eyes on me.This wasn’t my first visit here, but this was the first time that I appeared here as the owner, not as an employee of the head office.“Yes, Ms. Shaw. You already know that Franklin & Co. has been with us for more than ten years, but they suddenly sent an email an hour ago, stating that they want to terminate the contract with us, and they also agreed to pay the penalty.” He replied to me in a serious tone, producing a table in front of me.I had already seen this email, but I took the tablet and read the email again.“Did you find out who

Vincent’s P.O.V. (Continued)“Their whole family is, I guess, under government protection. That’s why not even a single thing about them comes out, not even a photo.” He replied to me, but I refused to believe it.“I know what you're thinking, Vincent.” Caellum looked at me in warning.“You forgot that my family also has connections with the military.” I reminded him and took another sip from the glass.“Are you really suspecting that the Sterling family is behind everything?” he asked me with a c*cked brow.“Not suspecting, Caellum. I am certain that someone from the Sterling family was Subject 9. He didn’t die, but, somehow, he survived and decided to avenge himself or the other subjects who….. I don’t know, survived or..” I left the sentence midway.“And what if that Subject9 is not from the family but from their enemies, and somehow, the experiment converted him into a weapon that can erase them?” he speculated excitedly.I was marveled by his imagination.“And what if any of the

Lauren’s P.O.V.“Oh, come on, Mr. Dickson. You have been in this business before I was even born. Yet, you think that a company like us will have no backup?” I asked the COO of Franklin & Co. with a sly smile, indifferent and completely at ease.It was my reply to his question of how we are supposed to have materials for our ongoing projects.He clenched his jaw while staring at me blankly.As soon as they got our agreement letter to terminate the contract and asked for the penalty fee, they called and asked for this meeting.I wasn’t sure why they wanted me to be here when Nathaniel could take care of this matter better than me.So, I was here, listening to his nonsense.Nathaniel cleared his throat, making me raise my brows questioningly.“Did I say something wrong?” I asked him innocently.“We have been partners for more than eleven years.” Mr. Roman Dickson spoke grimly.“And yet you didn’t hesitate to terminate the contract the second you were offered a bit higher price than ours

Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)I sighed and slowly straightened my back, removing my hands from his waist.“I got a box filled with papers related to that project, Uncle,” I told him calmly.His eyes widened in shock.“That’s impossible!” he exclaimed in shock.I smiled faintly.“I know, Uncle, but this is true. I know my father’s writing very well, and no… that isn’t forged.” I shook my head at the end of the statement.“That’s really impossible, Lauren. I don’t know much about what exactly that project was, but they took a week to wipe the whole lab in and out.” He told me, and now it was my turn to be surprised.“How much do you know about that project?” I asked him seriously, tilting my head a little.He took a deep breath and looked around.“You don’t worry. This place is secured.” I assured him.His action told me that he also knew that I was monitored.“I don’t know much about that project, Lauren, but all the test subjects had severe PTSD. Three of them were kept chained all the