It was too late to hear those words.
I set down my coffee cup, looked up, and met his gaze directly.
"Howard," I called his name, "do you know how much this new shop of mine cost to renovate?"
He froze, clearly not following my train of thought.
I stretched out a hand and pointed to the most expensive item in the whole shop—the imported coffee machine behind him.
"That machine alone costs 300,000 dollars."
I looked at his blank face, smiled, and told him a cruel truth.
"This is part of the ten million dollars in compensation for emotional distress you paid me back then."
He hurriedly defended himself. "Tina, you are the one I love. It has always been you!"
The smile on my face grew wider. "Is that so? But you created this AI with your own hands, and data doesn't lie.
"It generate
