Chapter 9: 009 Surveillance

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"Why the smug attitude?" Samantha Collins' tone was strange, with a touch of mockery and unwillingness.

"You're nothing but an old bird who refuses to leave its position. Brother Tobias even allowed you to take care of me, and still, you use your identity as Mrs. Perkins to bully my agent?" Samantha said with a smug feeling.

That's right, Tobias Perkins didn't love Olivia Taylor at all. Their marriage had long been in name only, otherwise, Samantha wouldn't have been able to take advantage of the situation.

"The more unpleasant you talk, the more you expose your own shortcomings, Miss Collins." Olivia spoke very politely.

However, this politeness made Samantha feel uncomfortable all over her body. It seemed that, from her point of view, Olivia should be hysterically arguing with her, not sitting in front of her like a master.

Everyone bustling around in the room was brought in by Tobias Perkins. Now they knew who they should serve, so a steaming cup of mulberry leaf tea was immediately brought before Olivia.

Olivia had a keen sense of smell, and she knew that this was her favorite, mulberry leaf tea with brown sugar. She once told Tobias it was a special kind of sugar with a low sugar content but had a very sweet caramel aroma, which could neutralize the bitterness of the mulberry leaves.

Olivia's past could be described as bitter, but meeting Tobias and marrying him was her sweetness.

The mulberry leaf tea could be said to be the unique bond between her and Tobias, connecting the deep love in both their hearts.

This cup of tea stirred ripples in Olivia's heart.

Tobias, do you care about me, or do you want to humiliate me?

Olivia took a sip of the well-proportioned tea, which clearly showed that the people here had received orders from Tobias. She suddenly felt complicated, unable to guess the real reason why Tobias had brought her here.

Perhaps taking care of Samantha was just his excuse, but why did he want to separate her?

Several inexplicable emotions intertwined in her heart, making Olivia feel suffocated. She didn't want to guess, nor did she dare to guess.

She was afraid, if the answer was not what she wanted, or the answer was too real, stripping her of her hard shell, then how would she deal with herself?

Olivia was like a little hedgehog next to Tobias, showing her resilience to the outside world, raising every spine on her body. However, her soft belly was always facing Tobias.

Samantha frowned, which affected the wound on her face, and she couldn't control her expression when speaking — it looked quite distorted: "Why are you acting complacent, as if this place is your home?"

"This is not my home, nor Miss Collins'. Miss Collins, please make it clear that you are in the hospital. It's just that your ward is a bit larger, you're quite attached."

Olivia stood up and walked step by step towards Samantha.

"I'm here to urge Miss Collins to recover faster, so as not to affect the company's interests. After all..."

Olivia supported herself with both hands on the railing of the sickbed, her face only a fist's distance from Samantha's. She smiled and said, "What belongs to Brother Tobias, belongs to me."

Having said that, she casually touched Samantha's back of the hand, quickly removed the syringe inserted on the back of her hand, pressed hard on the plaster, and said to the little nurse trembling in the corner: "How can this be convenient to change the medicine? Bring the indwelling needle."

Group headquarters, building, 32F.

At the end of the corridor, a dark-wrapped office belonged to Tobias Perkins.

"Willard Winter, what experiments has Olivia been working on at NEO lately?" Tobias leaned back in his spacious office chair, asking the young man with glasses across from him.

Willard was tall and straight and had been his assistant for years. He seemed to be a reserved friend who rarely spoke, and Willard was an expert in handling data. No matter how much information fell into his hands, it was like a textbook with reference answers.

Obviously, without effort.

Willard's glasses reflected the light from the tablet in his hand. He swiped a few times and handed it emotionlessly to Tobias.

"Recently, it's just some routine experiments. The new medicine may be rare, but there's no need to use these people."

Willard showed Tobias the recent experimental reports and records about the reagent configuration stage. Tobias merely glanced at them and switched to the next set of data.

A series of photos with intricate personal information caught his eye. As expected, these people were all ordinary company employees on the surface, and even their fields of work were different, but they all had another identity behind the scenes.

Professional assassins.

"I didn't expect Olivia's troubles to be so many, even the Moer Sect people are involved?"

Willard nodded, indicating that Tobias should look at the next part of the content and explained, "Moreover, judging from the traces at the scene, they were not targeting Madame, but the new medicine. It seems... there's more to the order."

"They only took action once during this period, directly using weapons to injure Madame. The rest of the time..."

Tobias flipped to the next data, which was filled with pictures of Olivia. Some were clear, some were blurry.

It was clear that the intelligence came from different surveillance videos.

"They've been monitoring Madame's actions."

Tobias' face was illuminated by the computer light, his frowning brow was more like two deep rifts hiding his profound concerns under the light.

"Very clever, just surveillance, not trailing." Tobias supported his forehead with his fingers, his fingertips turning slightly white. "Olivia has learned anti-reconnaissance, and she's very good at it. If they had been more exposed, they would not have succeeded."

"Surveillance, Moer Sect, things are getting more complicated." Tobias handed the computer back to Willard, his face hidden behind the light, making it difficult to read."

He instructed Willard: "For the time being, relax the monitoring of Olivia. We have other things to do."

Willard didn't speak, but his eyes swiftly processed the data displayed on the tablet as he sifted through the opened files and reported: "We've already removed three people, leaving only one..."

Before his words had finished, Tobias interrupted: "Remove them all."

"But this person, who you have always arranged to protect her..." Willard's eyes maintained their usual calm and rationality, but the question indeed went beyond his understanding of Tobias.

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