Levin Sawyer set down his magazine and naturally took Bun, his gaze softening unconsciously as he caught the baby’s milky scent.

"I came to take you to work."

"You haven’t been to the company in years, so you must be nervous. It’ll be better if I go in with you."

Levin Sawyer took this very seriously, having pushed aside several important matters for it.

Sophia Shaw bit her lip, her eyes brimming with emotion.

"Thank you, Levin."

Someone who truly cares for you never needs you to say a word; a single glance is enough for them to understand.

"Ah, ah, ooh, ooh..."

Bun spat out her pacifier and struggled to push her bottle in Levin Sawyer’s direction.

Seeing this, Ms. Archer couldn’t help but laugh.

"The little one is thanking you for taking care of her mommy."

The bottle was her prized possession for meals, something she never shared, but now she was being very generous.

Her big, round, dark eyes were wide as she babbled seriously, just like a little adult.

Levin Sawyer was utterly charmed. He pushed the pacifier back to her mouth. "Cherie can have it herself."

Cherie. Cheryl Shaw.

’Her biological father and brother didn’t know how to cherish her, but I will cherish her for a lifetime.’

Levin Sawyer repeated the name, naturally understanding Sophia Shaw’s true intention, and his affection for Cheryl Shaw deepened.

After breakfast, Levin Sawyer drove Sophia Shaw toward the company.

The whole way there, Sophia Shaw kept her head down, calculating something. A stack of white paper was spread across her lap, a ballpoint pen scrawling out countless complex formulas.

Levin Sawyer had originally planned to offer her a few more words of encouragement, but seeing her immersed in her own world, he understood. She was already in the zone and needed no extra words.

To make it easier for her to calculate, he deliberately slowed the car to a crawl, driving with extra care and stability.

When Sophia Shaw finished a series of formulas and looked up, she saw the car had already stopped in front of Lead Aerospace HQ.

What came into view was a building shaped like a rocket. Its wild, concrete texture formed a thrilling silhouette, with a sharp spire that shot straight into the clouds.

A giant dragon coiled around the top, its sinewy claws stretched wide, its head reared back, piercing toward the Stellaron.

Just seeing this building made Sophia Shaw’s blood, which had long since cooled, begin to race.

Her hands gripped the armrests tightly, her body pulling itself up.

"Descendants of the Dragon, the Soaring of the Dragon!"

Levin Sawyer looked at her, his eyes also shining with a passionate light.

"Sophia, you once said that affordable rockets for ordinary people must come from Cathan. Our goal is slowly being realized!"

To make it easier for Sophia Shaw to do her calculations, Levin Sawyer’s car arrived at the company more than an hour late.

When the two of them walked into the steel-framed, dome-shaped lobby, many people were in discussion.

Lead Aerospace didn’t have a strict management system. Employees could arrange their own work, and the lobby was divided into multiple areas that provided coffee, drinks, and snacks around the clock.

Discussing matters here offered an open view without people disturbing one another.

Thus, Lead Aerospace executives often chose to discuss projects here.

As they walked in, they saw a large group of people sitting in the biggest area, animatedly discussing something.

One of them saw Levin Sawyer through the irregular square latticework and strode out.

"Levin, you’re just in time! We didn’t manage to hire the person we were recruiting, but we found an incredible partner."

"With his abilities, working on the project through a partnership is actually the best and most cost-effective way!"

The person who came over was Lead Aerospace’s Vice President, Samuel Goldman.

Lead Aerospace was the domain of tech guys. The engineers didn’t bother with formalities or job titles; they usually just called each other by their first names.

Samuel Goldman glanced at Sophia Shaw, finding her a bit familiar but unable to recall where he’d seen her, and pulled Levin Sawyer away.

Everyone who could get into Lead Aerospace was a top mind, and as the vice president managing these top minds, Samuel Goldman was naturally extraordinary himself.

There weren’t many people who could earn his praise.

Sophia Shaw was also curious about who this person could be. When she met Levin Sawyer’s gaze, she nodded. "Let’s go see together."

The three of them walked into the partitioned area.

When she saw the delicate figure of a woman amidst the crowd, Sophia Shaw’s heart lurched.

The person turned around.

"Hello, President Sawyer."

Joanna Sherman walked over, wearing a black three-quarter sleeve blazer, matching black trousers, and high heels.

She was tall and thin, with her curly hair tied up. Her skin was fair and cool-toned, giving her a chic and aloof aura.

As she moved, all eyes in the vicinity followed her.

Men are naturally drawn to strong women.

Especially a woman who had carved out a niche for herself in a man’s world, outshining most of the men present!

Their gazes held wonder and admiration, but more than that, heartfelt respect and reverence.

The tech guys no longer had eyes for any other woman; Joanna Sherman’s powerful presence effortlessly overshadowed Sophia Shaw.

Joanna Sherman didn’t even spare a glance for the plainly dressed Sophia Shaw. Her gaze was fixed warmly on Levin Sawyer as she extended a hand. "I had hoped to speak with you at the summit last time, President Sawyer, but I never got the chance."

"President Sawyer, I look forward to working with you."

"I’ll be stationed at Lead Aerospace from now on, so we’ll be able to see each other every day. It’ll be a great opportunity for me to learn from you."

Sophia Shaw stared at Joanna Sherman’s slender, outstretched fingers. A rush of blood shot to her head, making her dizzy as endless hatred surged within her.

Levin Sawyer probably hadn’t expected the person to be Joanna Sherman either. His hand remained at his side for a long moment; instead, he instinctively looked toward Sophia Shaw.

He saw that Sophia Shaw’s face was deathly pale, her lips pressed into a thin line. The beauty mark beneath her eye looked like a drop of blood about to fall!

Her entire body was tensed like a bow drawn to its limit, ready to release an arrow to kill at any moment!

Only then did Joanna Sherman glance at Sophia Shaw, but her gaze was fleeting and dismissive before she looked away.

Seeing that Levin Sawyer still hadn’t taken Joanna Sherman’s hand, Samuel Goldman grew anxious. "Levin, Goddess Sherman is offering you her hand! Don’t keep her waiting!"

’Goddess...’

Sophia Shaw scoffed under her breath.

’Joanna Sherman had learned every last one of Yvonne Sherman’s tricks, and since childhood, she had always been able to make men revere her as a goddess.’

’But who could have guessed how much filth this "goddess" hid in private!’

’Relying on that person’s favoritism, she would beat me without mercy.’

’She, that man, and her own mother shamelessly leeched off my mother’s blood, sweat, and tears.’

’In the end, my mother’s death was their fault!’

This deep-seated hatred made Sophia Shaw constantly fantasize about biting her, Yvonne Sherman, and that man to death—flaying them, pulling out their tendons, and drinking their blood!

"One moment."

Levin Sawyer still didn’t take Joanna Sherman’s hand. He said to Samuel Goldman, "Let’s discuss this first."

He gave Joanna Sherman a slight nod, then turned and said to Sophia Shaw in a low voice, "Let’s go."

Samuel Goldman watched them leave, not seeming to mind. "Goddess Sherman, please don’t worry. Levin is just going through the motions. After all, we were originally talking about a recruitment, and now it’s become a partnership. The process needs some adjustment."

"Yeah, yeah! Goddess Sherman is so capable. Levin is even happier than we are that you’re willing to work with us."

"Our President Sawyer is famous for cherishing talent. As long as someone is brilliant, he’ll do whatever it takes to recruit them. He personally scouted many people at Lead Aerospace, sometimes for months or even a year. For Goddess Sherman to come to us voluntarily, Boss Sawyer is probably laughing in his sleep."

Everyone was afraid Joanna Sherman would feel slighted, so they chimed in one after another, constantly reassuring her.

Although they were all tech guys, they were also renowned geniuses who wouldn’t easily bestow the title of "goddess" on just any woman.

The fact that they were willing to call Joanna Sherman "goddess" showed how much they acknowledged her.

Anyone else would have been giddy and overwhelmed to be surrounded by so many top-tier geniuses.

Joanna Sherman, however, just nodded calmly, her beautiful face showing no hint of being swayed by favor or disgrace.

The more she acted this way, the more they admired her.

"Excuse me, I need to make a call."

Joanna Sherman said politely.

The crowd immediately cleared a path. Samuel Goldman personally pointed the way. "It’s quiet over there. That’s the best place for a call."

Joanna Sherman walked away. The coldness in her eyes dissipated as she put the phone to her ear. "Mom, why is Sophia Shaw at Lead Aerospace?"