?Chapter 194:


    Team C of the nning department?


    It was responsible for majorpany events, a realm usually overlooked by Kaiden.


    Bruce questioned if something was amiss with his ears today.


    Why did Kaiden’s requests seem peculiar?


    Soon, the leader of Team C from the nning department, unfamiliar with the CEO, appeared at the CEO’s office, head lowered.


    He feared that his meeting with the CEO was a result of a colossal mistake he made at work, which could warrant personal termination. Unexpectedly, the man in the office chair uttered, “Put everything aside and n a birthday party for me in three hours.”


    After dinner, Ellie retreated to the study, sketching the makeup photo draft for Peerless Grace. It wasn’t until Kaiden summoned her to attend an event that she ceased.


    Anticipating a formal asion, Ellie donned a red cashmere dress.


    She drove a Lincoln.


    Upon arrival, Ellie, bewildered, gazed at the destination: the popr theme park.


    This renowned park attracted visitors even on workdays due to its poprity.


    Scanning the surroundings, Ellie found no trace of Kaiden. It didn’t appear to be a business setting.


    “Miss Gordon, pleasee in. Mr. Thorpe is waiting inside.” A casually dressed woman approached, smiling at Ellie.


    After a moment’s thought, Ellie inquired, “Are you from the GT Group?” With a nod and a smile, the woman replied, “Pleasee in. I hope you’ll enjoy it!”


    Unaware of the event’s nature, Ellie entered hesitantly.


    As she approached the entrance, a child, about five or six, rushed forward, offering a beautifully wrapped rose.


    She dered, “Miss, happy birthday! I wish you more and more beauty!”


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    Stunned, Ellie epted the flower and began asking, “Can you tell me who…”


    Before she could finish, the child darted away yfully.


    On the inner side of the rose’s wrapping paper, two golden words read, “Go forward.”


    What was Kaiden up to?


    Was he celebrating her birthday?


    Ellie found her assumption a bit absurd.


    Then, at intervals, as she walked, people of varying ages gifted her different flowers.


    Roses of all kinds and even eucalyptus leaves and a baby’s breath.


    The flower-bearers extended their congrattions.


    “Miss Gordon, happy birthday!”


    “Beautifuldy, happy birthday!”


    “Miss, happy birthday to you!”


    Attentive observation would reveal women presenting roses, while men offered eucalyptus leaves.


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