“Ms. Shadow?”
Byron noticed Sylvia seemed a bit upset at the conference table and called out to her.
Sylvia set her phone aside, as if she’d forgotten Angel’s plea for help. She looked up at Byron and started leisurely, “Mr. Blair, I just reviewed your company’s profile. I can offer your corporation cutting–edge Al technology.”
Byron nodded in agreement–exactly what he’d been hoping for.
Then she thought for a moment before adding, “Just so you know, our Al services come with a hefty price tag each time.”
Byron frowned slightly, his voice tinged with confusion. “How much are we talking about?”
Sylvia scribbled a figure on a slip of paper and slid it across the table to Byron.
Byron glanced at the figure, his expression darkening. “Ms. Shadow, isn’t this price downright outrageous?”
Even Byron Blair, Silverton’s wealthiest tycoon, found the price exorbitant–and this wasn’t even for the ultimate package, but just the per–session fee.
Each service session came with an astronomical price tag–so exorbitant that it would bankrupt any other company.
Without a hint of emotion, Sylvia placed a laptop on the conference table and then launched an Al program.
“Mr. Blair, it seems you still don’t fully appreciate our Al’s capabilities. If you did, you wouldn’t consider our pricing unreasonable. Our Al can not only deliver upgraded service on demand, but also provide precise responses to any query you might have.”
Sylvia activated the laptop’s voice module and said offhandedly, “For instance, if I ask about your sister Angel right now, the Al will give me a precise response immediately.”
All her careful preparations had led to this very moment–to finally expose how Joanna had been bullying Angel.
On the tablet screen, a little Al avatar was dancing. Sylvia asked, “Now, tell me about Angel Blair’s current situation.”
The avatar instantly responded, “Latest reports show that Angel Blair has just been framed by Joanna Moore. to make it look like Angel hit her.”
a deliberately fell in front of her car
Byron’s eyes flashed with surprise. He immediately summoned his assistant. “Look into this immediately,” he ordered.
The assistant quickly verified the facts and whispered to him, Mr. Blair, it’s confirmed–Miss Angel was just involved in a car accident with Joanna. Joanna was knocked down by Miss Angel’s car, but whether or not she was actually framed remains unclear.”
Byron nodded quietly, saying nothing more.
Whether Angel was truly framed required proper investigation. Byron knew better than to take an Al avatar’s word for it. Without concrete evidence, the claim held no weight.
Sylvia turned to the Al avatar on her laptop and asked, “If Joanna falsely claims that Angel hit her with her car, what are the likely consequences?”
The little avatar on the computer replied, “Joanna will complain to Liana about Angel. Then, Liana will pressure Angel into quitting showbiz and force har to announce her withdrawal at the upcoming press conference.”
Byron narrowed his eyes for a moment, then let out a cold, sarcastic chuckle. “Seriously? The Al is just spinning tales–none of this could poss happen!”
Sylvia pressed further, “If Angel is forced to leave showbiz, what psychological impact would that have on her?
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The little avatar replied matter–of–factly, “Of course she’d be devastated. After Angel quit showbiz, the impact would be devastating–she’d develop clinical depression. One night, when her family wasn’t around, she would end her life by jumping from a building.”
“Bang!” Byron slammed the table and shot to his feet, his so why are you wishing harm on her?”
“Ms. Shadow, is this some kind of sick joke? My sister’s never done anything to you–
Sylvia said coldly, “Mr. Blair, this isn’t a curse on your sister. It’s simply what the Al predicts–and the chances of it happening are quite high.”
When Sylvia had the Al run its projections, she’d already inpu
real–world outcomes.
Angel and Joanna’s personality profiles, making the Al’s predictions far more accurate to
was
Byron studied the woman before him intently. Her face painted with dramatic, colorful makeup, her eyes accentuated with sharp cat–eye li there wasn’t a trace of amusement in her gaze–every word she’d just spoken’carried the weight of absolute truth.
efiner. But
Byron couldn’t believe his sister would ever go that far, yet he signaled his assistant. “What’s the latest on Angel’s situation?”
The assistant quickly searched for the latest updates and reported, “Mr. Blair, according to breaking news, right after Joanna was knocked down by Miss Angel, she immediately contacted your mother. Mrs. Blair has already arrived at the scene. From videos circulating online, Mrs. Blair publicly berated Miss
s conference.” Angel and demanded she announce her withdrawal from showbiz at the new single press
Byron shuddered, a chill running down his spine as he instinctively looked up at the woman with the dramatic, colorful makeup.
He found everything was happening exactly as she predicted. Her Al was terrifyingly accurate.
Sylvia said calmly, “Mr. Blair, everything the Al predicted so far has already come true–everything unfolded as expected. As for what comes next, we’ll just have to wait and see.”
Sylvia had deliberately steered Byron’s thoughts toward that grim scenario–Angel being forced out of showbiz by her mother, sinking into depression, and ultimately taking her own life by jumping off a building.
“Ms. Shadow,” Byron said, “please wait in the conference room. I need to step out to handle a personal matter.”
Byron couldn’t sit still another second. He shot up and stormed out of the conference room.
Byron swore to himself–he would never let such a nightmare become reality
He got into his car and barked an order at the driver, “Take me to Angel’s new single launch—now!”
At the entrance of the hotel where the new single launch was being held, Joanna called Liana over. Leaning agai injured leg, she whined pitifully to Liana.
“Aunt Liana, I have no idea what Angel was thinkin
with her car!”
nearby car, seemingly with an
I just came to her new song launch to congratulate her. I never imagined she’d actually run me over
Liana whirled on Angel, her face stormy. “Angel, how dare you treat Joanna like this? I won’t say it again—get inside now, apologize to her in front of the press, and announce your retirement from showbiz!”
“No!” Angel cried out with tearful indignation. “Mom, Joanna’s obviously faking it! How can you not see through her act?”
Angel was completely at a loss. She’d already texted Sylvia, hoping for some advice, but there was still no reply. The longer she waited, the more anxious
she felt.
Just as despair threatened to overwhelm Angel, a towering figure emerged from a nearby car.
“Nobody hurts my sister while I’m around! Let her apologize to Joanna? Who the hell does Joanna think she is?”
