"About 60 million..." Lindsay was clearly shocked. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but what came out was,
"If it's Miracle 3.0 worth 60 million, then you don't have to worry about an accident on the way home."
There was nothing to worry about since a big truck could not even damage the Miracle.
Avery smiled.
"Indeed, there's no need to worry. Thank you for taking care of Brandon. Goodbye."
She got into the car, closed the door, and left.
Lindsay stood at the entrance of the factory.
Brandon was utterly exhausted. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep.
He had intended to sleep until dawn before getting back to work. However, it was already noon the next day when he finally awoke.
His eyes shot open, and he immediately shouted, "Is the problem solved? Is there a problem with the product?"
Lindsay, who had been keeping watch by his side, handed him a glass of water.
