Spoiled by Mr Russell

Chapter 1395

Chapter 1395

"Since we're still unsure of the cause of poisoning, whether it’s because of those plants or the people

around you, I don't think you should tell anyone about this. If they ask, you can say I need the plants for

my research, so I borrowed them from you.”

Anastasia replied, "Okay! You're right!"

Her obedient and adorable appearance reminded Lily of the first time the two met. When Anastasia

demanded Lily return her dress, she was arrogant and even slightly unreasonable. Ultimately, she was

just a little girl who had put up a strong front.

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She had gained so much weight over the years that she stopped going out. She did not have many

friends either and felt lonely. Anastasia was from a wealthy family with a father who was a Secretary.

She was the person everyone wanted to curry favors with. She should have been full of confidence and

pride.

Instead, her figure had caused her to have low self-esteem. Anastasia always feared that people would

flatter her before turning around and laughing at her. She also resented her body, but there was nothing

she could do about it. These tormenting emotions must have been terrible for her.

"Don't worry," Lily said softly. However, she had no idea if this was to comfort Anastasia or herself.

Meanwhile, Thompson's hair was disheveled, his face was haggard, and his eyes were on what was

before him in the laboratory. Austin had been trying to recover the data in the computer. Although

Austin was not a professional in IT, he learned a thing or two from a hacker back in college.

However, if it was anything more advanced, he may be unable to fix it. Lily had only deleted the

experimental data that they uploaded into the cloud. Still, despite the lousy Internet speed, Thompson

managed to cut off the wifi. Therefore, only part of the data got deleted.

The computer was taken apart and put back together. Delicate beads of sweat began to form on

Austin's forehead.

Thompson held back his words in fear he might disrupt Austin's train of thought and that he might not

be able to recover the data. Ultimately, Thompson could only purse his lips nervously and stare at the

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monitor.

Lines of words began to form on the screen, all of which were codes. Austin's fingers danced around

the keyboard, punching in more codes.

At this point, he was even considering reaching out to his hacker friend if he failed. He had not

contacted him for years, and Austin had no idea if he could still get in touch with that friend of his.

As he considered his options, a beeping sound echoed from the computer, and words began to form on

the screen. Soon, the page became clear. Numbers and data gradually became readable.

"You recovered it! We got it!" Thompson cried out excitedly like a child when he saw the previous

experimental data. He immediately patted Austin on the back. "Austin! You're amazing!"

However, Austin slowly pushed his hand and moved away. Then he let out a wry smile.