After about fifteen minutes of chatting with Professor Vinson,n walked over. He greeted the professor, then said to Eleanor, "Dr. Sutton, excuse me, but some international colleagues would like to meet you. Pleasee with me."


    Eleanor looked at the professor, who waved a kind hand. "Go on, go on. Businesses first."


    Eleanor nodded, stood up, and followedn to another group of people in the hall. As they approached, a man walked toward them enthusiastically. "Mr. Goodwin." "Mr. Dewitt, let me introduce you. This is Dr. Sutton," Ian said with a smile.


    "Dr. Sutton, it''s a pleasure to finally meet you in person," Aaron said, his eyes full of admiration and praise.


    While they were exchanging pleasantries, another friend came over to greet him.n turned his head slightly and leaned close to Eleanor''s ear. "Eighty percent of the donations for your project came from Mr. Dewitt here."


    Eleanor''s eyes widened in shock. She never would have guessed that this gentle, refined-looking man was the fund''srgest contributor. Her polite expression now held a new level of respect and gratitude. "Mr. Dewitt, thank you so much for your support of scientific research."


    Aaron smiled and waved his hand, his tone sincere. "Please, Dr. Sutton, there''s no need to thank me. I should be thanking you. Your research papers and past achievements convinced me. I''ve always wanted to put my money into cutting-edge tech that can actually change how we treat people."


    There was no trace of condescension in his tone, only a deep respect for science, which helped Eleanor rx.


    "You''re too kind, Mr. Dewitt. I will be sure to put every dor of the funding to good use. I won''t let you down," Eleanor said.


    "I trust Mr Goodwin''s judgment, and


    I trust in your abilities, Dr. Sutton Aaron sald, givingn a meaningful nce.n reached out and pped him lightly on the shoulder. "Let''s


    have a drink, then."


    Eleanor raised her champagne flute to toast with Aaron. A momentter, a ss of red wine clinked against hers, and the three of them drank together.


    Afterward, Aaron and Eleanor discussed some aspects of her research field. His insights were quite sharp, making it clear he was not an uninformed investor.


    About fifteen minutester, Aaron stepped away to take a call. Eleanor realized this was the personn had wanted her to meet tonight. A twenty billion-dor investment, with eighty percenting from Mr. Dewitt-it was truly astonishing. Cóntent


    "How did it go?" a low voice asked from beside her.


    Eleanorposed herself and looked at the perfectly calmn. "Why didn''t you tell me this before I came?"


    Eleanor was speechless for a moment. If the fund was primarily backed by a private investor, with The Guild of Commerce only contributing twenty percent, it did relieve a significant amount of pressure.


    "Thank you," she said.


    From a distance, Walden Wells also


    noticed Aaron, and his expression turned grim: This wealthy


    international businessman was incredibly powerful and influential in global finance circles. He had just


    spent over ten minutes talking


    privately with Eleanor. Hadn


    managed to get him on board as an investor?