Ever since she found out that the person Dn had been secretly in love with was Noreen, Bianca had been holding a grudge. Now, at this moment, she finally felt a sense of release.


    Feeling pleased, she admired herself in the mirror.


    Lillian asked, "You''re so beautifully dressed today. Do you have a date with Seth?"


    "No," Bianca said, adjusting her hair with perfect poise. "I''m meeting with an investor."


    Before Lillian could ask, she had her help pick out a set of jewelry. Lillian''s taste was average; she only knew to choose the most expensive pieces.


    In the end, Bianca selected a pair of white floral earrings herself.


    "Is that it?" Lillian asked, thinking it looked a bit too in.


    But Bianca was very satisfied. "This is perfect."


    Then, she took a makeup remover wipe and dabbed off the lipstick she had just applied.


    Lillian was even more confused. "You just put that on. Why are you taking it off?" "It''s too bright. It''s not suitable."


    With her experience in reading men, she could urately judge Wilbur''s preferences. He likely leaned toward the soft, innocent type. A bright, bold makeup look would be a disadvantage with him and wouldn''t help her in tonight''s business negotiations.


    Bianca readjusted her makeup, opting for the trendy ''no-makeup'' look, and was finally satisfied enough to get ready to leave.


    Lillian quickly grabbed her bag, preparing to go with her.


    Just as they reached the door, Bianca stopped her. "I''ll go by myself today. You don''t need toe."


    "Okay..." Lillian replied, looking disappointed.


    Lana had told her to stick close to Bianca to get more opportunities to meet high- level men, to n for her own future, and to seize any chances that came her way. The goal was to follow in Bianca''s footsteps and marry into wealth.


    Bianca met Wilbur in the same private room where Leon had forced her to drink.


    Wilbur noticed this as soon as he arrived, finding the woman''s choice rather interesting.


    "I thought you wouldn''t like this ce," Wilburmented as he sat down.


    "Why would you think that?"


    "Because you had a bad experience here."


    Bianca lowered her eyes, hiding the faint thoughts within. "But something wonderful happened here, too."


    Wilbur''s usualzy expression softened a little.


    "Mr. Wilbur, I''d like to toast you to thank


    Bian foring to my rescue," nca said, proactively sat


    ss to him. It was liquor again.


    "It was nothing, really."


    With a casual air, he reached out and took the ss from her hand "I appreciate the sentiment, but you shouldn''t drink this it''s not good for you."


    "Then I''ll use tea instead of wine."


    This time, Wilbur didn''t object. But as she raised her teacup, he leaned in slightly


    and took a light sip directly from her cup.


    "Good tea," he praised.


    Bianca''s cheeks flushed a rosy pink. "If you wanted tea, Mr. Wilbur, I could have poured you a cup. Why did you drink from mine?"


    "I just happen to like what''s in your cup. Is that a problem?"


    It was veryte by the time Bianca got home.


    She assumed everyone was asleep, but Yvonne was still up.


    "Weren''t you meeting with an investor? Why are you back sote?"


    Bianca slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, a yful glint in her eyes. "We had


    a great conversation and I lost track of time."


    "So how did it go?"


    "He''s decided to invest in PerseTech,


    l.nex


    but on one condition. I have to secure another round of financing before the IPQ and then he''llinvest. five times that amount."


    "Isn''t that too risky?" Yvonne asked, a hint of worry in her voice.


    Bianca saw it differently. "That''s how the financial market works. The higher the leverage, the greater the profit."


    "Besides, PerseTech''s listing is a sure thing. What is there to worry about?"