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Tried 308

    <b>Chapter </b><b>308 </b>


    She thought, ‘One brings in traffic, the other leads the industry. Together, they’re the strongest strategic partners I could ask for. If Ind both, GrabCheap’s growth should be smooth sailing from here.


    Aubree then reached out to bothpanies. She would need to stay in Südlichen Strand a few more <b>days</b><b>, </b>at least until the deals with them were finalized. That evening, the management team workedte, and Aubree stayed with them.


    By the time they wrapped up, it was past ten. Someone said that since she was in town, they should make the most of it and hit <i>a </i>bar to blow off


    some steam.


    Aubree thought everyone had been working hard with all the recent overtime, and a little rxation would do them good. She smiled and said, “Let’s all go together. The tab is on me.”


    One of the team members cheered, “Our boss <b>is </b><b>so </b>generous<b>!</b><b>” </b>


    Bars weren’t new to Aubree. In this life, <b>she </b><b>had </b>only been once, to get Matilda out <b>of </b>trouble. In her <b>past </b>life, though, she was a regr.


    Trevor was a bit of a party animal, but he knew <b>his </b>limits<b>–</b>he <b>only </b>hit <b>up </b>his usual spots when back in Rithol City. Whenever the paparazzi staked him out, he’d summon Aubree to help divert their attention.


    Over time, the media painted her <b>as </b>Trevor’s <b>“</b>secret girlfriend.” <b>He </b>kept <b>using </b>her <b>to </b><b>cover </b>for his real one, and misled fans wouldn’t leave her alone –some even crossed the line and <b>got </b>physical.


    But Trevor never once cleared things up publicly. <b>Instead</b>, <b>he </b><b>acted </b><b>as </b><b>if </b>it <b>were </b>her honor <b>to </b>clean up his messes.


    Aubree gave <b>a </b>wry, self–mocking smile. Looking <b>back</b><b>, </b>she couldn’t <b>believe </b>how <b>naive </b>she had <b>been </b>in her <bst </b>life, thinking his need meant she mattered.


    As memories of the past resurfaced, especially those of Matilda<b>, </b>she <b>let </b>out a quiet sigh. <b>After </b>the <bst </b>incident, Drake <b>was </b>rescued by Alvin. Whether Alvin had meant to or not remained unclear, but in the end, Drake lost his hand.


    Matilda had already left the club and taken <b>her </b>family abroad. Aubree <b>knew </b>they would probably <b>never </b><b>see </b>each <b>other </b>again.


    The upscale bar buzzed with vibrant <b>energy</b><b>. </b><b>A </b><b>crowd </b>of men and women swayed to the music on the <b>packed </b><b>dance </b>floor, letting off steam.


    Small groups of friends <b>were </b><b>scattered </b>around, ying drinking games and clinking <b>sses</b>.


    The bar’s vibe <b>was </b>what matiered most<b>, </b><b>so </b>Aubree and the <b>team </b>skipped the private room and joined the crowd out in the main area.


    By the time they left the bar, it was <b>well </b>past midnight.


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    Aubree, with a mix of amusement and helplessness<b>, </b><b>called </b>out, “<b>I’ve </b><b>called </b>a driver. Let’s <b>wait </b>a bit.” <b>Most </b>of them had been drinking, and some were already a bit out of it.


    She figured it was time to set <b>a </b>new rule for <b>situations </b>like <b>this</b><b>. </b>There <b>was </b>no <b>way </b>anyone would make it to work tomorrow. Smiling, she said, “You’ve all been working hardtely. Since we had <b>such </b>a <b>great </b>time tonight, <b>take </b>tomorrow off!”


    “Woohoo! You’re the best, Ms. Miller!” they eximed.


    Amid the lively cheers<b>, </b><b>a </b>menacing voice from a nearby alley suddenly cut sharply through the noise<b>. </b>“Do you even know who I am? Now scram!”


    “Whoa, Mr. Big Shot, we’ve been waiting out here just for you. You think we don’t know who you are?” another voice replied.


    Aubree’s brow twitched as she thought, <b>‘</b>A celebrity? What are the odds?‘


    This was one of the most upscale bars in Südlichen Strand, and plenty of celebrities came here for fun. She couldn’t help but wonder, ‘But would Trevor have a performance <b>in </b>town thiste<b>?</b>‘


    Aubree followed the sound and looked over, spotting a mboyantly dressed man cornered by three burly guys against the wall. His cheeks were flushed crimson–clearly, he’d had way too much to drink.


    Suddenly, he seemed <i>to </i>notice Aubree and the others. He cried out, “Help me!”


    Unable to make out his face<b>, </b>she hesitated for a moment but then decided to step in. She turned to Birgitte and said, <b>“</b>Start recording<b>.” </b>
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