Seeing her determination, the staff mber sighed and left the cell. Kris Cooper, standing outside the iron gate, watched him return alone. He then stepped forward, his hand gripping the bars of the cell door.
"She still refuses to see ?"
"Miss Wave asked you to go back and work hard. She’ll see you once Ashton and Glimr are fully on track," the staff mber relayed dutifully.
"Stubborn girl!" Kris Cooper cursed under his breath. He glanced at the iron-barred gate, took another step toward it, then imdiately pulled back. "Alright, I’ll do as you say!"
He handed the breakfast he had brought to the staff mber and said in a deep voice, "Please deliver this to her. If she eats it, I’ll leave. If she doesn’t, I’m not going anywhere!"
The staff mber reluctantly took the food and delivered it to Vera Wave’s cell, passing on the ssage word for word.
Glancing sideways at the thermal container the staff mber had placed on the table, Vera Wave got out of bed and walked over. She lowered her head and began to eat in large mouthfuls.
Only when she couldn’t stomach another bite did she stand up and pack the container again.
"Please take it back."
The staff mber ca out with the container. Kris Cooper, waiting outside the iron gate, took the empty thermal container from him, offered his thanks, and walked out of the detention center.
Back in his car, he started the engine and imdiately rushed to the Glimr Building.
From then on, Kris Cooper beca a frequent visitor to the detention center.
He would arrive punctually for every al—breakfast, lunch, dinner, and even late-night snacks—bringing her a different variety of food each ti.
In the evenings, he would work on his laptop in the car. When he got tired, he would nap there, keeping her company from just a few walls away.
Everyone at the detention center ca to recognize him. They wouldn’t waste words; they’d simply help him deliver the food and return the container to him after Vera Wave had finished eating.
Of course, in addition to the three daily als, he also sent her a daily report. This report detailed the stock performance of Ashton and Glimr and major company developnts. It was like an assistant’s daily briefing, one sheet every day.
Even when he was on a business trip abroad, he would still instruct Tommy Taylor to deliver als on ti.
During the week Vera Wave spent in the detention center, she didn’t eat a single al provided by the facility, much to the envy of all the other inmates.
Every alti, the other inmates would gather by their cell doors to see what gourt al she would be enjoying that day.
In the anti, the case was formally filed, the arrest warrant was issued, and thanks to the efforts of Sophia Thompson and Lucille Matthias, the trial date was quickly set.
During this period, Christoper Cooper and Bailey Hansen also visited, bringing Vera Wave plenty of food, drinks, and personal items.
Her colleagues from the company had also co to visit, as had Isla Hawskin.
The stubborn young woman still refused to see anyone. This continued until the day before the trial when, in addition to the usual report, Kris Cooper also sent her a note.
"Ashton and Glimr’s share prices have surpassed their previous highs, and everything is back on track. The ga has successfully completed its public beta testing and entered formal operations. I’ve also re-secured partnerships with the gaming companies that previously weren’t planning to collaborate with Glimr. I’ve t your conditions; isn’t it ti you kept your promise and ca out to see ?"
Vera Wave, who had been ignoring him all this ti, finally replied with a note of her own. On it were just three simple words:
"See you tomorrow!"
The next morning, Kris Cooper, along with Sophia Thompson and his parents, hurried to the detention center.
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