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Novel Catalog
Chapter 166
“A birthday gift?” Hera asked, stunned.
She was already overwhelmed by the countless surprises Nash had prepared for her today—what else could possibly be waiting?
Skadi pointed to the massive truck parked by the road. “I have no idea what he bought, but it must be something huge if it needs a truck like that!”
Still dazed, Hera turned to Nash. “What did you buy?”
“Why don’t we go and find out?” Nash replied with a mysterious smile as he gently took her hand and led her down the path.
The Lewis family followed closely behind, curiosity etched across their faces. They had already tried asking the driver, but he had refused to say anything.
When Nash and Hera arrived at the truck, the driver finally spoke up. “Are you Mr. Nash Calcraft?”
“Yes, that’s me,” Nash answered.
The driver handed over a delivery slip. “Please sign here.”
Nash took the pen and scribbled his name. The moment he returned the form, the driver snapped his fingers.
A young assistant seated in the passenger seat pressed a button, and the back of the container slowly began to open with a deep mechanical hum.
Everyone held their breath.
Inside the truck, cushioned by thick foam and secured by sturdy wooden frames, was a brand-new, state-of-the-art ninth-generation imported photolithography machine.
Gasps rippled through the crowd.
Lauren and Harrison’s eyes widened in shock. They couldn’t believe what they were seeing.
Baroque, their chip manufacturing company, only had outdated, second-hand, locally made photolithography machines—and even those had cost them a fortune.
Harrison’s voice trembled as he pointed at the gleaming logo. “Th-this is a ninth-generation photolithography machine from Litho Tech…”
Lauren’s breath hitched.
That specific model was capable of producing 7nm chips, the cutting edge in semiconductor technology. Each unit was valued at nearly $150 million, and even then, they were nearly impossible to acquire.
A 7nm photolithography machine was a treasure locked behind layers of international tech embargoes. Drakonia only had one such machine in the entire country—and the company that owned it was drowning in chip orders.
Now, another one had appeared right in front of them.
Delivered by truck.
As a birthday present.
Lauren, usually so composed, found her heart pounding.
She understood better than anyone else what this meant.
With this machine, Baroque’s production capacity would leap forward into the high-end market. They could finally compete with global leaders and fulfill the demands of elite electronics manufacturers.
Baroque’s value would skyrocket.
Drake Group would be forced to increase their cooperation.
And all of this… because of Nash.
Hera stood frozen, gaping at the machine in disbelief. The shock felt too great—too surreal. This was something straight out of a dream.
Across the street, standing just outside the entrance of the Chateau Hotel, Sienna and Wendy looked on silently.
Wendy whispered in awe, “He actually got a 7nm photolithography machine… This Nash guy is really something.”
It was a mind-blowing feat. Among the six wealthiest families—each worth over $150 billion—only one had managed to obtain such a machine. The rest, even with all their resources, were still trying.
Sienna didn’t take her eyes off Nash. Her voice was soft, yet full of depth. “You don’t get a platinum membership from the Skyes without being truly exceptional.”
Wendy chuckled and nudged her. “Well, aren’t you going to ask for his phone number? With your looks, no man could turn you down.”
Sienna shook her head with a faint smile. “He’s not the kind of man who’s impressed by looks or status.”
When Nash had asked her for an autograph earlier, she had been flattered—excited even. But later, she realized he hadn’t done it for himself.
He had asked for Hera.
From the way he looked at her, calm and composed, it was clear he saw her as nothing more than a celebrity—and one he didn’t care about personally.
And that made Sienna even more intrigued.
Because men like Nash… were rare.