Regretful Tears Won't Bring Her Back novel Chapter 85

Upon seeing this, Elijah leaned in to watch.

Liesel's fingers flew across the keyboard as she quickly typed the latest code. She dismantled the existing foundation piece by piece and integrated more complex and profound coded data.

"The code your researchers have developed isn't entirely wrong. However, to create a fully functional holographic pod, you'll need to invest a significant amount of time deconstructing every single line of code. This data will eventually connect to our brains, so it's crucial to be careful and precise."

As she spoke, she entered another long string of data. "Just like this. Here's another segment of more detailed coded data."

Elijah didn't specialize in this area, but he had enough understanding to recognize the intricacies involved.

He could clearly see the sparkle in Liesel's eyes when she discussed this research. It was entirely different from when she talked about finance and other collaborations.

She seemed to be a researcher who truly understood all of this.

Watching her, Elijah realized that when she spoke of these topics, the defensive spikes she usually carried had vanished. She became gentle and elegant. The ordinary black frames enhance her evident intellectual beauty.

He felt like he truly began to understand Liesel at that moment.

"You don't like finance," he stated with certainty.

Liesel's fingers came to a stop on the keyboard as she gazed at Elijah. She seemed lost in thought. She remained silent for what felt like an eternity.

Did she dislike finance?

That wasn't quite the case. She simply cared more about research in information technology than the world of finance.

But research needed funding—an unfathomable amount of it. Who would invest in her?

It made more sense to study finance first, earn enough money, and then pursue her research. But she never anticipated that once she dipped her toes into the financial sector, she'd be caught in its currents.

She preferred the thrill of chasing down code rather than playing with numbers.

In middle school and high school, she had participated in world-class math competitions and physics and chemistry contests. She had won gold medals in all of them.

There, several secretaries huddled together, gossiping about why Natalie hadn't shown up for work.

"I heard Natalie was in a car accident. Her clothes and bag were completely ruined."

"She called Mr. Ford this morning, crying and asking for a day off. But Mr. Ford was in a meeting, so Mr. Shepard took the call."

"It seems she hit her head and broke a bone in her hand. She even has a deep gash in her palm."

"She’s pretty lucky to come out of that car accident with just minor injuries."

"Well, she wouldn't be Mr. Ford's new secretary if she weren't lucky."

The secretaries whispered among themselves.

Elijah overheard their conversation, and his expression darkened.