Xander raised an eyebrow when she did not give him a reply. He asked Mnie another question, “Do you know Stephen York?”


    Mnie snapped out of her thoughts and wiped away the expression on her face. She said slowly, “He’s my friend.”


    After that, she reached her hand out to Xander. “How do you do? I’m Mnie Smith.”


    Xander shook her hand and sat opposite her. He cut to the chase. “Stephen told me you’re thinking about organizing an art exhibition?”


    “Yes, I do have interest in it.” Mnie was not shy about it. “I’d like to give it a try.”


    Xander’s fingers were long and slender. They looked refined. He snapped his fingers at a waiter and asked for some pen and paper. After that, he began scribbling some numbers on them.


    He pushed the paper to Mnie and said nonchntly, “There are a few interesting exhibitions being held recently. You should go check them out.”


    >>


    His writing was just like his personality. They were cursive, and sharp, yet looked tidy and pretty.


    Mnie looked at the long string of numbers‘ below and asked, “Is that your phone number?”


    “Yup. I don’t really use social media.” Xander stood up after that. He looked at the time and frowned. After that, he asked Mnie another question impassively, “How long will you be staying at Prime City?”


    Mnie answered, “I have no idea.”


    “Contact me after you’ve seen the exhibitions.” His words indicated that was busy with something else. Mnie stood up as well,


    However, she was careless about it and knocked into the corner of the table. Losing her footing, she fell forward.


    Someone grabbed her arm. The scent of the man was clean and fresh. It was mixed with the smell of paint. Mnie stabilized herself.


    She tried to be nonchnt when she looked at Xander, but her voice sounded a little embarrassed. “Thank you.”


    “The furniture here has strong cultural features. It’s easy to bump into them.” Xander’s expression was t. His hand quickly pulled back from Mnie’s shoulder.


    Mnie paused. She wanted to say something when her phone rang.


    Eugene was calling her. He spoke the moment Mnie picked up, “Grab your things. We’re meeting a client now.”


    <b>He </b>hung up after that and did not give Mnie a chance to reply.


    Xander was still around. She could only say apologetically, “I’ll buy you a meal the next time we <b>meet</b>. Thank you for making the trip.”


    <i>2/2 </i>


    He nodded and strode out. He had decided to meet Mnie at thest minute because he wanted to avoid a difficult clierit.


    After Xander left, Mnie followed behind.


    Eugene and Evelyn were still waiting at the restaurant meant for couples. When Mnie arrived, Evelyn was chatting with Eugene with a coquettish smile on her face.


    When Eugene spotted Mnie, he raised an eyebrow and asked, “Where did you go?” “I was having my lunch at the restaurant next door,<b>” </b>Mnie replied.


    Mnie saw a new handbag in Evelyn’s hands. Eugene must have bought it for her before Mnie arrived.


    Even though Mnie was not a fan of handbags, she had seen her fair share of them. It took one nce for Mnie to recognize that it was this season’stest design from a luxury brand. It was worth five figures.


    Evelyn noticed Mnie looking at it andughed. She purposely lifted the handbag and asked Mnie, “Do you think this handbag looks good too, Miss Smith? Eugene was really generous. He bought it for me without batting an eye when I said I liked it.”


    Mnie lowered her eyes. That really was generous of him. They had no idea if they would be able to continue working with Peyton, and he was already spending so much money on her daughter.


    However, Mnie could not really voice this out loud. She gave a nonchnt reply and went off to drive the car over.


    There were two main people the branch office worked with. One was Peyton Turner, and the other was Tobias Carter.


    He was about 35 or 36 and wore a pair of gold–rimmed sses. He looked gentlemanly and refined.