Chapter 955 Zobber’s Conditions
Selene stormed off in a huff, and Catherine leisurely poured herself a glass of water. After drinking it up, she finally left.
Back in the lab, Catherine was ready to dive into work when she discovered someone had tampered with her office.
She habitually left a few strands of hair in specific places on her desk. They would fall off with the slightest touch. Upon inspection, Catherine noticed traces of fallen hair in several spots. Even though the intruder had been careful to restore everything to its original state, Catherine could still spot the irregularities.
Catherine’s office was even more secure than Marshall’s, and although she hadn’t paid much attention, Marshall had made it clear to the entire lab that no one could enter her office without permission. It couldn’t have been any of the lab researchers.
Thinking back to the morning when she wasn’t there but Selene was, Catherine wondered if it could be her. Without hesitation, Catherine turned on her computer. She had installed the surveillance in her office herself, and all the footage was on her computer. From the video records, everything seemed normal with no signs of intrusion. This puzzled Catherine greatly. She was convinced someone had entered her office.
Uncertain about the methods used to erase the video records, Catherine couldn’t help but admire the intruder’s skill. If it was indeed Selene, she had some serious skills.
Catherine picked up her phone and dialed a number. Then she said, “I’m sending you a few videos. Help me figure out what went wrong.”
“Sure thing, Catherine.”
After receiving a response, Catherine promptly hung up, ensuring efficiency and the other person’s safety. Busy with lab work, she decided to delegate the investigation to someone else, especially when they were conveniently idle.
Upon thorough inspection, there were no losses in the lab. The intruder likely didn’t get anything, as Catherine never stored important data in the lab, let alone in the expensive equipment boxes. Perhaps digging through her cluttered desk would yield more value. It was a foolish act for someone to break in without understanding her situation.
Nonchalantly, Catherine walked out of her office and headed toward the experimental room, as if the incident had never occurred.
This time, Zobber contacted Finn and was subsequently brought to their secret base. After guiding her to a small room, Finn gestured for Zobber to sit and wait.
Waiting was something Zobber couldn’t stand. During her SAT exams, if it weren’t for the rule against submitting the test early, she wouldn’t have just walked out. Otherwise, she could have scored the highest that year.
“Don’t waste time. I want to see your head. Take me to him, the guy in the black robe from last time,” Zobber said.
Her blunt attitude irked Finn. He thought Zobber was too arrogant and contemplated teaching her a lesson with his fists.
Unfortunately, in terms of physical strength, Zobber had never been defeated.
Finn relied on brute force, using his fists to settle matters. Zobber, on the other hand, learned street-fighting techniques from a young age, employing cunning and unpredictable moves. After a few rounds, Finn was considerably injured, and the injuries were in sensitive areas.
Zobber provocatively raised an eyebrow at Finn. She said with a smirk, “You little brat, come again if you dare. This time, I won’t hold back. If your happiness for the rest of your life is ruined, don’t cry!”
Zobber’s laughter irritated Finn. Despite knowing he might not beat Zobber with underhanded tactics, he decided to fight back. He thought as long as his fists were fast enough, he could teach Zobber a lesson and make her understand her situation. Then she will not dare to act recklessly.
With a burning rage, Finn was about to charge forward when a hand rested on his shoulder. A cold breath accompanied by a strange medicinal scent reached him. Finn immediately knew who it was. He stiffened and then slowly turned around. Instantly, all the hostility in him receded. He said humbly, “Sir, you’re here.”
Black Robe glanced at Finn and waved him off. Finn tactfully stepped aside.
Seeing his appearance, Zobber became cautious and restrained her posture a bit. She could mock Finn because she was still useful to these people, and they wouldn’t kill her. However, Black Robe was not someone she could easily offend. He was unpredictable, much like a madman. She might be bold, but she wasn’t foolish.
At the signal from Black Robe, Zobber moved to the side and took a seat. Once settled, she said, “Sir, I’ve agreed to your terms, but I need to upgrade mine. 11
Black Robe didn’t show any joy at Zobber’s agreement. He looked at her with a dark expression. With mockery in his eyes, he said, “You’re as impatient as the rumors say.”
Zobber openly admitted and showed no hint of embarrassment. “It’s just how I am. If you’re willing to accept, we can cooperate long-term. If you have any issues, once this job is done, we’ll never cross paths again.”
That was her approach. She didn’t care about others’ attitude at all.
Hearing Zobber’s bold statement, Black Robe chuckled. “Well, in some ways, you’re quite similar to Catherine.”
“Sir, you’re familiar with Catherine?” Zobber’s abrupt question caused a sudden shift in the room’s atmosphere. The room fell into silence instantly. Finn’s face darkened, and he went on high alert.
Zobber calmly assessed Black Robe, trying to probe for information.
However, Black Robe was much more challenging to deal with than she had imagined. He just chuckled and easily addressed Zobber’s question. He replied, “Of course, I need to know who I’m dealing with. I understand Catherine much more than you might think.”
His words carried a strong warning undertone. Zobber quickly caught on. He was clever. He seemingly admitted something while actually revealing nothing, making it difficult for anyone to grasp.
After observation, Zobber realized the man was unfathomable, and she toned down her curiosity. “You are right, sir. Which aspects do you want to know? How about I tell you? Since we’re cooperating, I should show some sincerity, right?”
Black Robe didn’t respond. He didn’t care if Zobber genuinely surrendered or pretended to. He only sought victory in the end. He said, “State your conditions.”
Seeing him shift the topic so bluntly, Zobber understood he didn’t want to dwell on it, so she abandoned her probing. “My request is simple. I’ll help you deal with Branden, and in return, I get half of the Duncan Corporation, plus access to Catherine’s research results.”
