Of course, that was just a joke. There was no way Matthias would actually let Celeste pay.
Besides, he was also worried that Zachary might find out he had taken Celeste out drinking at a bar. So, after settling the bill at the counter, he left with her.
The next day at noon, Celeste drove to Zachary’s vi to pick him up.
Once Zachary got in the car, she asked, “Mr. Newman, where are we going?”
Zachary gave her an address.
Half an hourter, they arrived at a restaurant. A waiter led them to a private dining room.
When they pushed the door open, two men were already seated inside. Both were middle–aged men with imposing presences.
Seeing them enter, the two men stood up. “You’re here.”
Zachary, as indifferent as ever, introduced them, “Theodore Robinson, Harold Jennings. My student, Celeste Rodriguez.”
Celeste had seen them in the news before. One held a high–ranking position in the military, while the other was a major figure in politics.
But despite their status, their demeanor toward Celeste was warm. They extended their hands to shake hers.” We’ve heard a lot about you.”
Although Celeste was a little caught off guard, she remainedposed and shook their hands respectfully. ” That’s something I should be saying to you.”
Theodore and Harold chuckled and gestured for her to sit.
Once she was seated, Theodore said, “We’ve heard about you for years. We’ve always hoped Mr. Newman would introduce us, but everyone’s been busy, and there was never a chance.
“Recently, our team has been studying the system you developed, and since we happen to have some free time these days, we thought we’d invite you to a meal and finally meet you in person.”
After some polite conversation, they began discussing more serious topics–systems, chips, energy….
Zachary just sat quietly, eating and drinking tea<b>, </b>rarely joining in.
Over an hourter, Theodore poured Celeste a cup of tea, which she quickly epted.
He set down the teapot and gazed at her with deep, experienced eyes. Yet, his expression remained gentle. “If <b>I </b>remember correctly, Cel, you’re in your 20s, right?”
Celeste nodded. “Yes, I’m 25.”
“Young indeed.” Harold, catching on immediately to Theodore’s meaning, interjected with a smile, “Do you have a boyfriend?”
Celeste froze for a moment before answering, “I’m married<b>” </b>Though she’d get a divorce soon.
But given who she was speaking to, it wasn’t appropriate to discuss her personal affairs<b>, </b>so she didn’t borate. Theodore and Harold were clearly surprised. However, they were not ordinary men.
When Celeste mentioned she was married, a flicker of emotion passed through her eyes–subtle but telling. It suggested her marriage had issues. Which meant there was a good chance she’d be divorced.
That meant their sons might still have a shot.
There was no shortage of prestigious youngdies eager to marry into the Robinsons and Jennings.
Typically, even the daughters of wealthy families would struggle to gain entry into their circles, let alone a divorcee.
But Celeste was different. She was far too talented.
With the technology YodaVision currently possessed, thepany’s growth in theing years would be unstoppable.
Not to mention, Zachary’s position would very likely be passed down to her in the future. In other words, Celeste’s potential was limitless.
And beyond all that, despite her young age and remarkable achievements, she remainedposed and graceful, without a trace of arrogance–an extremely rare quality in someone so young.
The more they observed her, the more they liked her.
Zachary, who had been listening in silence, finally lifted his gaze and shot them a cold, warning look.