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Tried 400

    <b>Chapter </b><b>400 </b>


    On the desk at Cloud Design, all of Kyler’s information was neatly arranged.


    “I hope you <b>have </b>nothing to do with Aubree,” Alice murmured.


    At the Inte Conference<b>, </b>Kyler had shown up right by Aubree’s side, and Alice hadn’t forgotten <b>that</b>.


    Meeting someone who looked and <b>even </b>carried themselves almost <b>exactly </b>like her lost beloved was certainly a joy, but no matter how happy she felt, she <b>still </b>had to be wary.


    She wondered if this <b>was </b><b>just </b>someone <b>else’s </b>trap.


    Aubree knew that once Alice <b>saw </b>Kyler<b>, </b>she would definitely <b>start </b>digging into his background. If he turned out to be squeaky clean, that would be just <b>as </b>suspicious.


    Bringing Kyler in front of Alice was both a <b>way </b>to <b>test </b>her attitude and to intentionally leave <b>a </b>w for her to notice.


    “An actor?” Alice was genuinely surprised to learn that Kyler <b>actually </b><b>came </b>from an acting background.


    so he went to thest Inte Conference with Birgitte,<b>” </b>Alice muttered. Kyler mainly worked in Südlichen Strand, where Birgitte was a rising star. She needed someone to boost her image <b>at </b>the event, and <b>Kyler’s </b>agent had volunteered him for the job.


    Alice thought, <b>‘</b><b>As </b>long <b>as </b>he has nothing to do with Aubree, it’s fine. If <b>possible</b><b>, </b>I wish I could <b>have </b><b>a </b><b>“</b>Xander” who belonges to me alone.’


    “He was cklisted,” Alice murmured, her finger tapping on that part of the report. For her<b>, </b>this <b>was </b>good news.


    Over the next few weeks, Alice <b>used </b><b>her </b>personal ount to <b>reach </b>out to Kyler from time to time<b>, </b>asking if he was avable to model for her.


    Kyler turned her down every time, <b>just </b><b>as </b><b>Aubree </b>had instructed him to.


    *****


    Wilson Group, CEO’s Office.


    Bryan pushed open the door and immediately <b>saw </b>Ronald sitting in his chair. “<b>Dad</b>, what <b>are </b>you doing here<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    “Take a look at this,” Ronald said, gesturing to the report on the <b>desk</b>. It <b>was </b>a market research report on GrabCheap that he had asked the investment department to <b>prepare</b><b>. </b>


    What he had once had little faith in <b>had </b>now be a sensation in the entire <b>e</b><b>–</b><bmerce </b>market.


    “This is the report on GrabCheap. Right now, <b>there </b><b>are </b>countless <b>investors</b><b>, </b><b>big </b>and small, watching its progress, hoping to profit from it,” Ronald said.


    He had also heard that GrabCheap <b>was </b><b>already </b>preparing <b>to </b><b>go </b>public.


    Thinking about all this, Ronald <b>felt </b>a <b>heavy </b><b>weight </b><b>settle </b>in his <b>chest</b><b>. </b>He thought, ‘How long has Aubree been working on GrabCheap?


    ‘From setting up a branch in Südlichen Strand,unching the project<b>, </b>and capturing the market<b>, </b>it has only been a little over a


    year.


    ‘In such a short time, she <b>has </b><b>managed </b><b>to </b><b>create </b>an e<b>–</bmerce tform that took the whole industry by storm–and now it is already about to go public.


    Bryan read through the report, <b>just </b><b>as </b>shocked. He’d always thought of himself <b>as </b><b>a </b>business prodigy. Among his peers, the only one he’d ever truly respected <b>was </b>Bowen. But now, looking <b>at </b>Aubree<b>, </b>he realized her abilities <b>were </b>way beyond his.


    He even thought, ‘Aubree is still so young<b>, </b>and unlike us, she didn’t rely on the family’s foundation for her achievements. Maybe she’s even more impressive than Bowen.


    ‘If only we’d treated Aubree better back then, maybe the Wilson family would have already surpassed the Turner family and be number one in Rithol City.’


    <b>5:01 </b>PM


    <b>“</b>If only all <b>these </b>projects in Aubree’s hands belonged to the <b>Wilson </b>Group,” Bryan murmured wistfully.


    Ronald felt a stab of regret at Bryan’s words. Aubree <b>was </b>supposed to be his daughter and his pride.


    Ronald muttered bitterly, “No point talking about it now. The <b>better </b>she does, the worse it is for us.


    “We’re teaming up with the Lawson Group<b>, </b>and <b>we’ve </b>already messed with <b>a </b><b>few </b>of the Turner Group’s projects. Bowen holds 30% of Bree Technology, making him <b>the </b>second–biggest shareholder. With stakes like that, we’re bound to be rivals.”


    Bryan nodded.


    “Let’s throw <b>a </b>wrench in their ns. <b>No </b><b>way </b><b>we’re </b>letting them have it so <b>easy</b><b>,</b>” Ronald said.
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