The assistant took a long while to recollect himself after the call.
Is there something wrong with my ears, or is there something wrong with Vinson’s head?
Could it be that he’s in love? In that case… Who cares about the project worth hundreds of billions? It’s more important to produce the next heir of the Nightshire Group.
The next day arrived in a blink of an eye.
Early in the morning, the housekeeper woke Arielle. “Ms. Arielle, the people from Nightshire Group has arrived. It’s time to wake up.”
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