What if the other higher-ups blamed them if anything happened to the young miss? Even if she's a puppet, she's still a valuable trophy. For the baby to suddenly sleep so mindlessly that she looked like in a deep coma…
However, for Ainsley, that didn't seem to be the case. Her energy source, that 3-coloured marble, still glowed brightly with each colour full of vitality.
Cellino couldn't help but raise his guards. Someone who had the aura of a sacred beast lingering around them would only be those from the 7 sacred families.
Maybe he could be said to be as handsome as Zayn Malik in Ainsley's previous life. Or even more handsome. That sharp eyes and refined jawline is giving him a tremendous sex appeal.
Thus, discarding her thoughts, Ainsley went to the dining hall without taking Code-C with her. Code-C had no intention to move from the cardboard, so she could only tell Elliana to give him cat food.
That morning, she was in such a hurry that she didn't speak to Elliana at all. Before 8 a.m, her meeting time with Finsley, Ainsley ran to the computer room to check her lottery result.
"But, Mr Roger, the air force is still needed…" Alex, the eagle-like young man, slowly sat down and lowered his head. His voice became quieter as he spoke.
With such a thought, Finley was determined to see whether Ainsley was a regressor or not. Sadly, the girl didn't seem to know about the future, which means she wasn't a regressor.
At this moment, ominous creatures had already appeared outside the human city one after another, but there weren’t many of them. For the more than 30 billion human beings, they were no different from cannon fodder.