The Damned Demon - Chapter 670

Chapter 670 Wasted The Chance

"...That's why...I want to see the Nexus Tower," Cecilia said, her determination clear in her voice.

Derek's brows furrowed in concern as he leaned forward, his gaze intent on Cecilia, "The Nexus Tower? We are almost nearing completion of this project. You don't have to worry about it."

Cecilia shook her head softly, her expression earnest, "I know, honey. But I want to have an idea of what we are accomplishing. You said you wanted me to stand by you, right? Then I want to see the tower—the symbol of the project I've invested so much effort into."

Derek's face fell into contemplation, his eye narrowing as he considered her request. Cecilia's eyes held a hint of doubt as she continued, "Is there any reason you're hesitating to show me? Do you really not want me to be a part of this?"

A flicker crossed Derek's face as he reached out, grabbing Cecilia's hand gently, "Of course not. I was planning to show it to you later when the project is almost complete. But since you asked, I can show it to you now." n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Cecilia's face brightened with a grateful smile, "Thank you, honey. Oh, and can I bring an expert with me to see if all the protocols are in place? Just for my reassurance?"

Derek's expression tightened into a frown, "I'm sorry, Cecilia, but I can't let anyone else accompany you. Who were you planning to bring anyway?"

"I wouldn't bring anyone untrustworthy," Cecilia replied matter-of-factly, "It's just Advisor Ash. He's been instrumental in saving us a lot of resources and time for this project."

Derek's brows furrowed deeper, "Advisor Ash? He's still someone we don't fully know, especially his background. You shouldn't trust him too easily. I told you before."

"I know but I have a good grasp of what kind of man he is. From what I have learned about him, he is more trustworthy than any of the employees I know," Cecilia said with a convinced look, remembering how Ash never leaked what he learned about her husband's dark experiments.

"Still, you can never really know a stranger, and it's just been a month or two since you started working with him. You're my wife, my family, and that's why I trust you. I've spent almost my entire life and fortune on these projects. If they get sabotaged, everything I've worked hard for would be for nothing. We can't let anything go wrong, especially for Rachel's sake. You understand, right?" His voice held a note of desperation as he sought her understanding.

Cecilia's face softened with guilt at his words, and she couldn't help but rethink what she was going to do. Can she really go behind her husband's back and risk destroying everything he worked for? She can't do that to him, can she?...Not when he had done so much for his family, especially her, and still continued to do so.

"Okay. It will just be me," Cecilia said with a soft nod, realizing what she should do.

A brief smile of relief crossed Derek's face, "Thank you for understanding. I'll send someone soon to escort you."

—-

Later, Cecilia sat in her office, her fingers drumming anxiously on her desk. The door creaked open as Asher walked in, his expression curious, "I got your message, Mrs. Sterling. How did it go?" He asked, a touch of concern in his eyes.

"However, you can call me Cecilia whenever we're not at work. We have to be professional, after all," she added with a soft smile.

"Of course. See you later then, Cecilia," Asher replied, his smile genuine as he moved toward the door.

As he turned the handle, his smile vanished, replaced by a cold, steely expression.

The warmth of the moment had evaporated as he stepped out, his thoughts now cold and calculating, 'I am sorry, Rachel. I gave your mother a chance but she wasted it.'

—

A few hours later, the helicopter descended onto a small, hidden island veiled in mist. Cecilia peered through the window, her curiosity piqued by the sheer secrecy of the place. The island seemed to have been cloaked from the world's eyes, its lush greenery and serene waters belying the high-tech marvels concealed within.

As the helicopter touched down, Cecilia's gaze was immediately drawn to a colossal structure looming in the distance. The Nexus Tower rose majestically, more than a thousand meters tall, its dark, sleek surface seeming to pierce through the heavens. It was a striking contrast against the island's natural backdrop.

She marveled at how such an imposing structure had remained hidden for so long, shielded by what must have been advanced camouflage barriers.

She glanced around and noticed the sparse activity on the island. A few people strolled about, and several apartment complexes dotted the landscape. The isolation of the island was evident; it was as if these employees had been confined here, their movements tightly controlled.

A WHA official, clad in a sharp uniform, approached her with a respectful nod. "Mrs. Sterling, this way, please. The President is expecting you."

Cecilia nodded and followed him through a sleek, silver dome that encased the base of the Nexus Tower. The interior was a network of corridors, each more pristine and futuristic than the last. They emerged into an open area that surrounded the tower's base, where the grandeur of the structure was even more breathtaking.

Standing at the railings, gazing up at the towering spire, was Derek. His posture was relaxed, yet his presence was commanding. He didn't look away from the tower's pinnacle as Cecilia approached.

"It looks magnificent, doesn't it?" Derek's voice was tinged with a sense of awe.

Cecilia stood beside him, her eyes following the tower's ascent, "It's taller than I imagined. I assume it requires an immense amount of mana shards to power it. Are we really equipped for that? I'm still trying to grasp how you plan to keep it operational for years to shield our world."

Derek continued to gaze upward, his expression calm and detached, "There's no need to worry about the power requirements. The tower only needs to be activated once and only for a short period."

Cecilia's brows knitted together in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Derek finally turned to face her, a slow, calculated smile curling his lips. "I'm saying that this tower isn't really a defensive measure. It will be the prime weapon designed to annihilate the demon world."