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At Javier Harris' side. After staying up all day and night, he tried his best to stabilize the company's stock price. He dragged his tired body home, but as soon as he stepped inside, he heard crying and arguing sounds that were very familiar and also made him extremely disgusted. "You are a terrible bastard, all day long you just pay attention to the nonsense in the laboratory and Milena Solis, but you never pay attention to me." Tiffany Harris’s hair was messy and tear-stained face, she was holding a bottle of wine in her hand, holding the corner of Dylan's shirt and refusing to let go. While outside, she is a noble and arrogant Lady Harris, but few people know that when she closes that big door, she is no different from some resentful women who only know how to drink wine all day l