"Didn't Mr. Justin say he found a breakthrough?" The woman lowered her head, smiled faintly, and slowly took a sip of tea. "As expected, you're the best at making tea."
"Just a random brew," Justin Huxley reached out to refill her cup. "Indeed, I've found a breakthrough, but this breakthrough has recently developed its own consciousness and is a bit hard to manage."
"A breakthrough with its own consciousness can't be left alone." The woman put down her empty cup. "Is there no possibility of using it?"
"Of course there is," Justin said calmly with a smile. "It's within my expectations and under my control. Summer Lowell has had a rough childhood; she's always been looking for her biological parents and has never experienced normal love. Naturally, she doesn't understand what love is."
