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Isabella also noticed and asked, “Dad, what’s wrong?”

Franklin smiled faintly. “Nothing. Continue chatting.”

“Oh…”

After ordering the dishes, Levi suddenly asked, “By the way, Harry, how’s the collaboration between your company and Cole? Is everything going smoothly?”

Harry replied, “Quite smoothly.”

Levi raised an eyebrow, showing a keen interest. “Oh? No problems or mishaps?”

Julia, who had been seriously reading her book, paused slightly when she heard this.

Having known each other for years, Harry naturally understood that when Levi mentioned “mishaps,” he was referring to whether Maggie had made any mistakes or caused any issues during the collaboration.

Harry noticed that Franklin was also looking at them, seemingly interested in the topic.

Harry lowered his eyelids and replied, “No.”

“Really?” Levi seemed surprised.

“Mm.”

Julia pursed her lips and turned the page of her book.

Franklin sipped his tea without joining the conversation.

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Levi, finding the topic a bit uninteresting, quickly changed the subject.

Later That Day.

About two hours later, after finishing their meal, they left the restaurant.

Just as they left, Maggie and Nolan’s group also descended and left the restaurant.

Back home, Maggie began studying the materials that Nolan had given her.

The materials covered the latest plans in AI research across various countries- meaning that the contents were still in the conceptual stage and were not necessarily going to lead to a finished product.

Maggie studied the materials for quite a while.

She didn’t even notice when the sky outside began to brighten.

It wasn’t until the sun had risen high that her aunt, Helen, knocked gently on her door. “Mag, it’s time for

breakfast.”

Maggie responded, “Okay, I’ll come down in a bit.”

She brushed her teeth, took a shower, and then called Johnny.

Johnny, rubbing his sore temples and barely able to keep his eyes open, answered, “I knew you hadn’t

slept yet!”

“I’m about to go downstairs for breakfast. How about we chat afterward?”

Johnny, feeling exhausted but excited, straightened up in his chair and replied enthusiastically, “Yes, we

must chat!”

Ideas come and go in a flash.

Of course, they had to strike while the iron was hot.

“Alright.”

After breakfast, as Maggie was about to video call Johnny, Paul called her.

“I just received a call from Franklin’s lawyer. The property certificates for the three villas Franklin had