NovelApexChapter 900
On the other end of the line, the man casually held a cigarette between his lips. Through the haze of smoke, his
misty blue eyes stood out, cold and striking.
A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. His voice, rough around the edges, carried an air of weary
indifference, but there was a chill to his sarcasm that cut through the gloom.
"Planting images in someone's mind takes a mountain of code. The more you pile on, the more bugs you're going
to get down the road.
| warned you half a year ago: just erase all of Frederick's memories, then bump
into him by chance, let him fall for you naturally.
But you had to makewrite that ridiculous romance protocol. Now his subconscious thinks you're his
girlfriend."
The man's words dripped with mocking reproach, making Violet clench her fists in frustration.
"What did | do wrong?!"
"| looked at the wafer program. His blackout wasn't just a headache-there's a bug in that romance code you
insisted on. Keep pushing it, and who knows what he might start to remember.
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Violet, if you'd listened tofrom the start, would we be in this mess now? Bad decisions always cback to
bite you."
"Oh, sparethe hindsight! Your precious romance protocol never made him fall for me, did it? And if there's a
bug, then just fix it! What's the point in blaming me?!"
Violet's anger was palpable, her jaw clenched so tight she nearly chipped a tooth.
Gone was her usual sweet and innocent facade. Now, her lowered eyes were cold and unforgiving, stormy with
resentment.
"Fixing it isn't that simple, Violet. He's a person, not a machine. The wafer can't control his feelings."
"Then can you-!"
Realizing her voice was rising, Violet glanced around, then lowered it to a fierce whisper:
"Can you do something? Marguerite was the one who brought him to the hospital. They were together today,
weren't they?!"
"The only way is to amplify his brainwaves when he sees Marguerite."
Violet froze, then her gaze hardened, her voice turning steely:
"Do it. Crank it up. As high as it goes."
"Are you trying to get him killed?" The man shot back instantly. "Violet, you can't rush these things. It takes time,
understand?"
"I don't care!"
The three words burst out of her, raw with desperation and grief.
She sniffed, her reddened eyes clouding over with tears.
"All I know is if this keeps up, it's
over for me! Marguerite ctojust days ago, swearing up down
that Silas is Frederic and
you
have any idea how terrified Tam?
I've loved him for five years-since was
had
Sventeen! It took everything yet
win him over. | can't lose him now.... | just can't..." Content Belongs
Her voice, heavy with sorrow, left the man silent for a moment. But finally, he relented.
"| can tweak the settings a bit, but I'm not going to max it out."
"Why not?!"
"It's not tyet."
Violet's frustration spilled over. "Then when will it be?"
The man fell silent again.
He didn't answer her directly. His
eyes grew lazy, a secretive smile
playing on his lips, as if savorinnet
the
anticipation of a hunter waiting for his prey to step into the trap.
But his silence only made Violet more anxious. She was about to press him again
when a soft, childish voice piped up behind her:
"Violet, why are you out here? Who were you talking to? Is Daddy asleep?"
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