Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 164: Candice was reluctantly taken to Greyson's car. She felt uncomfortable sitting in it. The air inside felt both stuffy and oppressive. Greyson gunned the engine and turned on the air conditioner. Gradually, the car became much more comfortable. "What do you want to show me?" Candice asked. Greyson pulled a stack of files from the back seat and handed them to Candice. "These contain information on the Blake Group's biotech products back then, including their names and application technologies. And these are details on the products and technology of Centilength Biotech.

I compared them and found many overlaps. Centilength Biotech has used a lot of Blake Group's technologies but didn't list those technologies when they took over Blake Group." After saying this, he turned on the car's interior lights. Candice frowned and quickly reviewed the documents. If what Greyson said was true, then Centilength Biotech had committed intellectual property theft. Looking at the bigger picture, it might even amount to a conspiracy. Candice thought of Benson and Grady. They weren't farsighted men, so they might have had help behind the scenes.

She felt there was much more to uncover. "Candice..." At that moment, Greyson stared at her. The soft car lights highlighted her delicate features. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly as she blinked, and she bit her lower lip occasionally while scanning the papers. Greyson found those little gestures extremely attractive, though Candice was completely unaware. He couldn't help but clench the steering wheel. He had seen her study hard in college. In the afternoons, when she went to the library, she would sit by a window where the sunlight hit her just right.

Find what's next on g al no ve ls ;com A gust of wind would blow her long hair, but she wouldn't mind. She would just keep reading. Many times back then, Greyson felt the urge to reach out and tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. But he always restrained himself. They had been schoolmates for many years. Because of Madilyn, he often saw Candice. But at that moment, he barely paid her any attention. "What?" Candice prompted, looking up. She realized Greyson was staring at her. "What's wrong?" she added, thinking he must have something important to say given the intensity in his expression.

Greyson reached out, wanting to pull her closer. . . .