The Doormat Wife’s Ultimate Glow-Up novel Chapter 63

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At the meeting, Matthew laid out a clear plan for improving the tactical AI’s battlefield data collection and friend-or-foe recognition. Once he explained everything, the team finally knew which direction to take next.

Afterwards, someone started a group chat and Alan suggested they all hang out to get to know each other better.

They headed out to the front of BlackOak Center, chatting as they walked. Sofia slowed down when she spotted a black Bentley waiting by the curb.

“Sofia, you coming with us?” someone called out.

She smiled, friendly but keeping her distance. “Can’t tonight, got something at home. Next time, though.”

“Isn’t that Mr. Ratcliff’s car?” someone whispered, curiosity in their voice.

“Looks like the rumors are true. Mr. Ratcliff is so good to Ms. Meyer,” another chimed in, just loud enough for Sofia to hear.

Sofia just smiled, opened the car door, and climbed in.

Neal, sitting in the passenger seat, handed her a bottle of water. “Not everyone gets invited to projects this top-secret. You’re seriously impressive.”

Sofia took the water and shot a glance at Sebastian, who was buried in his paperwork.

“I only got the chance because Sebastian put in a good word for me. I wouldn’t even have been considered otherwise.”

“I saw Ms. Meyer at the seminar today,” Neal said. “She’s good, too. Wrapped up the meeting notes perfectly.”

Neal snorted. “She’s okay, but let’s be real—didn’t she try to force you out of the research institute? She probably thought if you left, Dominic would finally notice her. Now she’s stuck doing admin work at BlackOak.”

“At least Zach believed in you. And Sebastian helped you set up your own research team at Ratcliff Global. Guess things worked out in the end.”

Sofia glanced at the still-silent Sebastian and just smiled, letting Neal’s words hang in the air.

As evening fell and city lights blinked on, Reese turned down Alan’s offer to grab drinks somewhere else. She drove out of the parking garage, only to spot Matthew standing under a streetlamp, holding a sleepy little girl.