The dawn light burned through storm-gray clouds as Lin Anran and Gu Jinci convened once more in the villa's hidden war room. Rain still pattered against the tall windows, but the fierce gale had abated to a steady drizzle. On the walnut table lay the latest intelligence: guard rosters, financial ledgers, and a folder stamped **CONFIDENTIAL – BAİ YUE**.
Anran tapped the folder. “Her finances show two separate payments to Pacific BioLabs and another reagent supplier—totaling over two million dollars. Those covered the paternity‐erasing agent."
Gu nodded, brows furrowed. “And here"—he slid a printout—“are wire transfers from Bai Yue's escrow account to an off‐shore shell company. She's funding multiple labs."
Anran exhaled. “We have the evidence. But we need leverage to force her hand."
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