Madison Hart fights to keep her engagement to billionaire Jace Harrison, who questions her investment. The world of fame surrounding her intensifies. Jace's ex girlfriends test Maddy, so does his family. A spotlight of negativity is on her, yet ever...
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I try to communicate this with my fiancé. I hope I can somehow mind-link with him. Catch onto my signal, idiot! He's into you. Feel the energy from my thoughts. Read me! Jace is clueless about my inner yelling. Ugh...he's such a guy. "Let's begin the evaluation." My baby interlocks his hand into mine.
Our rings are visible. This bugs Dorian. "Of course, sir." He forces a smile and turns on his heels. JACE, COME ON! IT'S SO OBVIOUS! IF HE'S UNAWARE OF THIS, I SWEAR HE'S A DUMB GENIUS FOR REAL!!
Dorian strides ahead, leading us to check in lanes full of metal detectors. We bypass the security check, having VIP perks. Drones navigate the halls on skinny tracks, handling large cardboard and trash. Conveyer belts whirl from every direction. Warehouse workers scan and stack packages into boxes-all in an assembly line. Other employees pallet jack, using miniature lifts to transport tapped-up cargo.
Further down, robots construct frames of automobiles. Placing engines into car skeletons. It's literally like watching a "how it's made" video on YouTube. I gawk at the loading dock full of trucks filled to the rim. I've heard of the massive volume of the factory, but this is unbelievable! There are even planes flying in and taking off. This must be a new addition.
We pass the cafeteria, which is full of vending machines and restaurants. Complete with a gaming lounge and 100-inch TVs. We catch the eyes of those inside. Their eyes fall on me before Jace. I guess because he's always here, so that's not a surprise. I'm the surprise. The glances are curious. As if I'm an alien passing by. Did Jace not bring other women here?
The next area are the labs. Real-life laboratories with standard scientists in white coats and isolated rooms. A machine made of gears and beakers lines each one. The researchers grind crop residue, farm stalks, stems, and leaves, down to tiny pieces. A heating method comes after. I witness a conversion I never knew was possible. The crop dust transforms into oil. I look to Jace. "What's going on here?"
"Carbon removal. Climate change is the world's biggest problem after starvation. This is the process of capturing natural carbon dioxide from the atmosphere and into oil to store underground."
"CO2 is degrading from our air." Dorian breaks it down for me. "This method will increase the levels drastically by the year 2050. That's how long we have until our air quality suffers greatly."
I get scared. Holy shit! I knew pollution was horrible but is it this bad??? Jace senses my anxiety. "Don't worry. All the big tech industries are preventing that scenario. There won't be a doomsday." He kisses my forehead. This relaxes me.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Hart." Dorian apologizes, but it's faulty. "I should have worded that differently. I'm a bit blunt."
"That's alright...I just didn't know there was a timeframe."
Jace nods. "There is. The news doesn't want to alarm citizens. There would be outright chaos. So, this information is kept under wraps." We observe the conversion of plant life to oil. Hundreds of tubes jet the liquid downward.
