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Milly had no plans to linger, particularly because she wasnât acquainted with any of Kenâs friends. Her sole aim was to deliver a gift and depart.
Yet, as Ken observed her getting ready to leave, he grew unexpectedly worried. âHold on, Milly, now that youâre here, why not join us for dinner? Iâve arranged a table and the meal is prepared. It would be regrettable for you to depart so promptly.
Milly was perplexed. âIsnât this a party? You must have other schoolmates present. Let them enjoy the meal.â
Ken hesitated.
Indeed, he lied about it being a birthday party. If only he had known earlier, he wouldnât have spoken like
that.
âUm⦠theyâve all left. I asked my classmates over last night, but since youâre unfamiliar with them, I extended a separate invitation to you today.â With that, he gently grasped her hand and directed her toward the elevator, anxious she might depart.
âItâs the truth. If you doubt me, go up and verify. The meal is ready, and there arenât any other classmates!â
As Milly was drawn along, she experienced unease. In a spontaneous move, she inadvertently collided his hand against the door frame, producing a resounding âthudâ.
Ken was startled by her intense response. âYou
Milly retreated a step to regain her composure. âI apologise, it was unintentional. I simply am not accustomed to being in close proximity to the opposite gender.â
Upon noticing her pallid complexion, Ken promptly offered reassurance. âItâs alright, itâs my fault. I shouldnât have pulled you without your consent.â
Milly, grappling with guilt, asked about his hand. âIs your hand alright?â
âItâs alright, not hurting in the least. We experience far tougher tumbles during training, so this is minor.â
Upon hearing her concern, Ken was overwhelmed with excitement, his whole being buzzing with energy. He was so thrilled that he wished he could execute a perfect Thomas flair right then and there, disregarding any discomfort in his hand.
âMilly, since weâve made it all the way here, why not come up and take a look? Iâve specifically asked the chef to prepare several new dishes for you. If you donât come, Iâll truly be heartbroken. I promise. It wonât take long
With an expression filled with hope, Ken looked at Milly, his demeanour resembling that of a worried pup afraid of being left behind.
Despite his imposing stature, he now appeared pitifully like an abandoned puppy on the verge of being
deserted.
Milly sighed silently. There was no use in getting annoyed with someone so young.
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must depart.â
Ken beamed with delight and nodded cagerly. Thatâs enough.â
The elevator rose to the highest level.
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Milly, who deemed herself somewhat cultured from her previous life, had frequented many lavish gatherings. However, she was still surprised by the grandeur of the top floor.
If the ground level was impressive, the top floor was undeniably splendid and lavish.
The entire level resembled something out of a fairy tale palace. Milly pondered whether the decor included real gemstones. While the Fitzgeralds asserted it was merely a fiveâstar hotel, she suspected they were downplaying it. This place could effortlessly qualify as a sevenâstar!
Ken guided her into a room, and upon swinging the door open, she was met with a feast suitable for royalty, once again leaving her in amazement.
This feast wasnât just figurative. It was a genuine royal banquet!
Arranged on a colossal revolving table, spacious enough for forty to fifty guests, lay an assortment of exquisite dishes. Shrouded in mist emanating from dry ice, it mirrored a spectacle from a lavish banquet.
No, it was even more extravagant than a lavish banquet!
Even if she managed to try a small portion of each dish, she doubted she could savour them all.
âYou didnât cook up over a hundred dishes for this banquet, did you?â Milly asked.
Ken scratched his head, âItâs actually beyond a hundred dishes, but strictly speaking, itâs not a typical banquet because of regulations concerning certain protected animals. As a result, our chefs have made some alterations to the menu.â
Milly was speechless.
In a separate chamber, George rubbed his temples, his delicate fingers sliding over the contract before. flinging it to Danny behind him, remarking. âHave a look at this.â
Danny awkwardly received the contract and meticulously reviewed it.
In his thoughts, he couldnât shake off the question: The Fitzgeralds clearly intend to appease Mr. Tate by assigning the smaller projects while keeping the big ones for ourselves. Yet, even with such efforts, Mr. Tate still doesnât regard them highly enough to bother looking at the contracts.
Yet, it was clear that the Fitzgeralds were ready to engage in what appeared to be an unprofitable agreement just to linger in the shadow of the Tate Group. Considering the Tate Groupâs substantial influence in Halturiaâs industry, even a small portion of their prosperity would be enough to support the Fitzgeralds
Many families endeavoured to align themselves with Tate Group. Georgeâs readiness to collaborate with the Fitzgeralds stemmed from their efficient product structure, which made cooperation less complicated.
Ultimately, businessmen prioritize their personal interests.
Following a comprehensive review of the project cooperation plan and a careful observation of Georgeâs
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attitude, Danny confidently declared, âMr. Tate, there are no concerns with the contract. You can proceed
to sign.â
He then handed the contract to George.
With a subtle âhmmâ, George retrieved a valuable golden pen from his pocket and promptly affixed his
signature.
The agreement was finalised.
Jason was pleasantly taken aback by the seamless process. He warmly shook hands with Danny, conveying his appreciation. âThank you, Mr. Jarvis. Thank you, Mr. Tate. We are fully confident in this project and look forward to its success,â
Among their circle, it was widely known that George, the CEO of Tate Group, was a germaphobe who steered clear of physical contact. Even a handshake was off the table, let alone enduring the smell of smoke from someone nearby.
There was a small business owner from an emerging industry who endeavoured to win favour with Tate Group by sending two women, only to find themselves bankrupt and forced into liquidation the very next day.
Following that, whether they believed it or not, everyone remained silent.
Danny remained composed, wearing a professional smile on his face. âThen weâll wait for your good news.â
Deep down, however, he couldnât help but harbour doubts. He knew he didnât wield enough influence to sway Georgeâs decisions. This was merely a formality after Georgeâs review, and he was just playing the
role of a conversationalist.
âOf course!â Jason chuckled, his weathered face etched with wrinkles. âItâs getting late. Letâs enjoy a meal first.
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