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    Benjamin, like Eileen, climbed the socialdder only to find themselves on the lowest rungs of high society.


    “So, what are your ns for the future?” Eileen asked. “Even if you’re thinking about settling down and starting a family, you still need to earn money to support your family.”


    The idea ofnding a senior executive position in anotherpany seemed impossible for Benjamin. But Eileen’s intuition told her that Benjamin had already had a n.


    “Did you guess I had a n?” Benjamin asked.


    “You know me so well—do you secretly have a crush on me?” Eileen rolled her eyes and replied, “I can see through anyone who has ever done business with me, especially someone I’ve known for years like you.”


    Benjamin felt exposed. “Actually, I’m diving into elite training.” After years serving as a special assistant at the Ferguson Group, he had honed his expertise in management across various levels. His extensive experience with numerous bosses,bined with their deep respect for his skills, made coboration smooth and effortless for him.


    “Elite training has a promising market. You have the ability to seed,” Eileen paused for a moment and then said, “Talk to Julio for your assistance with this. The position of Vice President will soon be open. Please help us find a suitable recement. I’ll make sure Julio knows, and you will also receive thepany’s bonus for another three years.”


    In the early stages of entrepreneurship, making profits was often a tough row to hoe. Eileen didn’t want to meddle with Benjamin’s business endeavors by offering shares. She preferred to let him forge his own path. In professional matters, hispetence was beyond question.


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    “I truly appreciate that,” Benjamin said, handing a cocktail to her. “Let’s toast to our futures. After we finalize the work handover, I’ll treat you all to a farewell dinner.”


    Eileen epted the drink, her gaze drifting over the crowd nearby. Trenton engaged Amoura in conversation after their encounter, and their exchange quickly escted into a quarrel that drew the attention of those nearby.


    “It’s grown quite dull here. Let’s leave,” Eileen said, finishing her cocktail. With that, she and Benjamin made their way out of the banquet hall.


    Several people were already leaving. Eileen checked the time; it was just about ten o’clock. Bryan’s car was parked by the roadside, but he was not in it. Instead, he was speaking with business associates who led him to smoke nearby.


    As they chatted, smoke swirled around Bryan’s thin lips while he flicked the ash from his cigarette. His gaze fell on Eileen as she emerged, prompting him to quickly stub out the cigarette.


    “Gentlemen, let’s pick this up another time,” he said.


    Hispanions noticed Eileen’s arrival and couldn’t resist teasing him. “Mr. Dawson, you’re such a good husband. Shall we go and say hello to your wife?”


    These men were old friends who had worked closely with Bryan during Eileen’s time as his assistant. Despite knowing them well, Bryan politely declined, “Maybe another time. When we work together again, I’ll make sure to bring her along for dinner with you all.”


    “We’ll hold you to that promise,” they said, not pressing further.


    From a distance, Eileen acknowledged them with a nod before turning to bid Benjamin farewell. She then joined Bryan in the car.


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