Chapter 707

Chapter 707

The man sitting in the center of the first row exuded an air of nobility.

His profile was shrouded in dazzling light. His features were deep and

profound, with a straight nose, and his lips slightly curved, evoking

people's imagination. At this moment, his lips were tightly pursed into a

straight line and his face was serious and cold.

Sitting next to him was Jasper, also dressed in a suit. Jasper's anxious

gaze occasionally glanced towards the entrance of the conference

room. What were Isla and these people up to? If they kept waiting like

this, these experts would probably get impatient. If they just leave...

Harold sat not far from Franklin with raised eyebrows. "Mr. Maskelyne...

when will your people arrive? Everyone's time is valuable.”

Franklin lightly opened his lips; his voice wasn't loud but everyone

could hear it clearly. "Soon."

Chaz had a hint of cold laughter in his eyes. "Hopefully."

A waiter came over to pour tea while those experts quietly discussed

amongst themselves, "What kind of suspense is MI6 building up?"

"Could something have happened?"

The sound of their discussion reached Jasper and Franklin's ears;

Jasper looked at Franklin who buttoned up the top button on his black

shirt collar making him look noble yet icy-cold. There wasn't any

expression on that handsome face.

Even though none of MI6's members had appeared until now he didn't

seem worried at all.

Jasper felt anxious, so he hesitated for a moment before saying,

"Master Franklin... it seems like something has happened... Isla said

they've asked Miss Andrews for help.”

Franklin listened to Jaspers low voice without changing expression; still

looking indifferent as ever while staring at the large screen ahead with

thick eyelashes drooping slightly - it made him look even more

attractive despite being so cold-hearted when speaking, "Is that so?"

Jasper froze for a moment.

Then he lowered his head to look at his phone's Facebook.

Isla messaged him saying that she wouldn't be coming up to discuss

new energy... that she was changing the presenter at the last minute.

In a state of panic, Jasper quickly sent a voice message, "Isla, what are

you doing? MI6 hired you with a high salary, and now you're trying to

mess it up on such an important occasion? Who's replacing you?"

Before Isla could reply, the entire conference room suddenly fell into an

unusual silence.

Almost everyone's gaze turned to the entrance.

A woman walked in wearing a simple white T-shirt, jeans, and a pair of

white sneakers. Her attire was plain and unadorned, with no

embellishments. Her fair and smooth face was untouched by makeup.

Compared to the women in the room dressed in professional suits or

formal attire, she looked like a college student who had come to apply

for a job.

Jasper swallowed hard, his eyes filled with shock. "Miss Andrews? Why

are you here?"

He glanced at Facebook again and saw Isla's succinct and powerful

response: Sylvia.

His head started to spin, and his vision blurred a little.

Were these people crazy?

Why would they bring in Miss Andrews? Did she know about new

energy? Did she understand the significance of this matter?

Although Miss Andrews was usually impressive and knowledgeable,

she was even more skilled in various areas.

But new energy...

It was the result of MI6's research involving so many people. She had

never been involved!

How could she possibly handle this?

Franklin, upon hearing Jasper's voice, couldn't help but turn to look at

Sylvia.

Their eyes met.

For a brief second, the woman's eyes met his gaze and then quickly

shifted away.

Yet, Franklin couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation rising within

him. A hint of delight flashed in his eyes, his thin lips curling upward,

and his deep gaze narrowed slightly.

"My wife... she's capable in every aspect.”

Jasper was speechless.

Master, while Miss Andrews is indeed capable and impressive, she

can't be good at everything, right?

He knew Miss Andrews was amazing and impressive, excelling at

anything she did. But this was new energy technology, new energy

development systems!

They had researched it for so many years at MI6.

How could she possibly grasp it in just a few minutes?

However, Jasper didn't have the chance to retort or question Franklin.

Harold also turned towards Jasper, astonishment in his eyes. "Jasper,

Deputy Chief? Is she in charge of new energy development?"

Jasper hesitated for a moment, unsure how to respond.

What could he say? That she didn't understand anything...

Franklin's voice came from beside him, "Um... she's not in charge of it,

but she's quite interested in new energy.”