<b>Chapter </b>547
<b>“</b><b>She’s </b>Ethan’s secretary,” he rified, giving a quick wink.
David caught on right <b>away</b><b>, </b>and with that, most of his doubts faded.
With the government bringing up demolition againtely, various businessmen have been appearing in their town. From the moment he saw them, David figured that Vincent looked the most like a <b>real </b>fruit buyer out of the three<b>. </b>
Now that he heard the exnation, it all checked out.
David had witnessed many wealthy kids leaving to make their <b>way </b>in the world, always apanied by a pretty girl.
“Alright, let’s head inside and talk. <b>It’s </b>too hot out here. Ethan, go grab some watermelon,” David said.
Even though the three of them <b>were </b>just pretending to be fruit buyers<b>, </b>Vincent <b>was </b>sharp <b>as </b>ever. With his broad knowledge, he chatted with David without letting anything slip.
Bowen, who just listened quietly and exchanged nces with Aubree every now and then, fit the <b>part </b>perfectly–he was <b>just </b>a wealthy kid who didn’t really know the business but <b>was </b>tagging along for the ride.
On the other hand, David <b>was </bpletely convinced by Vincent’s story. Bowen and Aubree <b>were </b>both attractive and had charming personalities, addressing him <b>as </b>“Mr. Molina” right from the start. With Vincent’s smooth and charismatic demeanor, he knew exactly how to tter people in just the right way.
David’s opinion of the three of them continued to <b>rise</b><b>. </b>As the sun started to set, he called out, “Jillian, make some extra dishes tonight.”
<b>“</b>It’s gettingte, and I’ll make the call. The three <b>of </b><b>you </b>stay for dinner, and I will show you the orchard and the fruits tomorrow,” he added.
As the trio hade <b>here </b><b>to </b>gather more information, staying here was just what they wanted. After a round of polite refusals, they couldn’t refuse David’s hospitality and ended up staying for dinner.
Meanwhile, Carmen had slipped out early to head back to the hotel and change. Armed with whatever intel they’d picked up, the other junior managers from Wilson Group and the Diamonde Group made a beeline straight for the chief’s house.
Aubree had no idea what exactly went down <b>as </b>she was unwinding at the Molina family’s ce, munching on fruit with the AC sting. She only heard about it from Vincentter.
Vincent said, barely holding <b>back </b>hisughter, “Ms. Miller, you won’t believe this<b>! </b>The Wilson Group and the Diamonde Group embarrassed themselves. They marched straight over to the chief’s ce to negotiate. But, guess what happened next?
“Not only did they all <b>get </b>kicked out, but some vigers who got wind of <b>it </b>showed up with buckets <b>of </b>manure and gave them a good dousing. I heard the stench <b>was </b><b>so </b>foul that one could smell it from miles away.
“If they drove back like that, those <b>cars </b><b>are </b>probably done for.
“But hey, Wilson Group and the Diamonde Group <b>are </b>filthy rich, and I bet they won’t even blink at losing a couple of cars<b>.” </b>
Vincent couldn’t even bother to hide how much he was enjoying their misfortune.
He thought, ‘Back <b>at </b>the vige entrance, Carmen was making fun of you<b>, </b>Ms. Miller. Well, look at her now! I guess karma ?ame for her quick, huh? After <b>a </b>moment<b>, </b>Vincent put on <b>a </b>mock–regretful <b>face </b><b>as </b>hemented, “What <b>a </b>shame that Carmen left early, and she totally <b>dodged </b>a bullet. “They stumbled out of the gate, but you <b>can </b>bet they’ll switch up their <b>approach </b>soon. Plus, I heard that Bryan should be heading over from Rithol City.
Now that the entire situation involving Trevor was basically resolved, Bryan didn’t have to worry about the small details anymore. He had assistants and secretaries to handle all the follow–up.
Aubree couldn’t help but smile. Seeing the Wilson and Diamonde families <b>get </b>knocked down a peg was pretty satisfying.
Before long<b>, </b><b>it </b><b>was </b>time for dinner, and the Molina family hadid out a feast.
<b>As </b>everyone sat down<b>, </b>Aubree took a look around the table. Ethan had mentioned the Molina family had both a son and <b>a </b>daughter.
Noticing that the daughter was nowhere to be <b>seen</b>, Aubree nced at Bowen, and they exchanged <b>a </b>look.
“Where’s Millie?<b>” </b>David asked with a frown.
The Molina family was as traditional as theye, and as the <b>head </b>of the household, he <b>made </b>all the decisions. The <b>children</b><b>, </b><b>especially </b>Millic,
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were expected to be by their <b>parents</b>‘ side. For a girl like her, not attending dinner without a valid reason was entirely out of the question.
This was even more uneptable, especially when they had <b>guests </b>in the house<b>. </b>
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<b>*</b>Millie went out this afternoon. She said she <b>was </b>going <b>to </b><b>see </b>Samuel. Perhaps <b>she’s </b>having dinner at the chief’s <b>ce</b><b>,</b><b>” </b>Jillian exined.
Upon hearing this, David’s face turned cold immediately.