Chapter 930
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Chloe hesitated for a moment before speaking directly, “Be at the club by seven.”
Miles paused for a moment. “Isn’t the banquet starting at seven? It would take me at least twenty
minutes, even in the fastest scenario.” Chloe smiled, a hint of mischief flickering in her eyes, “Don’t
worry.”
Miles didn’t hesitate and simply replied “okay” before hanging up the phone.
Katie might have overheard their conversation and started feeling nervous, “Why do we have to
arrive after seven. Beingte isn’t ideal.”
Chloe nced at her, her eyes shimmering with a beautiful gleam, “Katie, one shouldn’t be too
bound by rules.
Katie forced a smile. Was she trying to teach her to do something bad?
“But if we’rete for the banquet, someone will surely be displeased.” Katie said.
“Don’t worry, they won’t have the opportunity to be displeased.” Chloe said.
“Huh?” Katie didn’t understand at all.
Chloe chuckled softly, “You’ll see when the timees.”
Nathan drove while stealing a nce at Chloe through the rearview mirror, “What are you up to
again?”
“Again?” Chloe frowned, “What did I do before?”
Nathan pursed his lips and rolled his eyes. Let’s talk about recent events. It was really hard to forget
the incident with Felix Larkin. How could she say she forgot? “Why did you make Katie appear so
late?” Nathan asked.
“Making other people ufortable!” Chloe said
That attitude, so decisive, unabashed, and nonchnt!
Wendy, Elizabeth, and a few others finished their spa session and wanted to go to a styling salon to
get ready for the banquet. However, Wendy smiled and said, “We still have some time. Let’s go
back to the club first. I’ll arrange for stylists toe to the club and help us with the styling. This
way, Elizabeth, you’ll have some time to rest.”
“You’re arranging stylists?” Elizabeth asked.
Wendy smiled, “Yes, Elizabeth. I’m mainly focused on the entertainmentpany owned by the
Alonso family now, and we have no shortage of stylists.” Elizabeth nodded, “The entertainment
industry. I’ve heard it’s quite chaotic.”
Wendy smiled lightly, “Fortunately, the entertainmentpany is the most profitable project now.”
Elizabeth furrowed her brows slightly and tugged at her lips, “Anyway, be cautious. That industry
has all sorts of people, and the situation isplex. It’s better to be careful.”
“Understood, thank you for the reminder, Elizabeth. I’m aware.” Wendy said.
Nathan led Chloe smoothly all the way, and Chloe returned to Damon’s office again. However,
when she opened the door, Damon wasn’t in his office.
The atmosphere in the conference room was serious and tense. All the senior managers present
stiffened, furrowing their brows with serious expressions.
Damon sat in the chairman’s seat, his face expressionless. His handsome face and impably
tailored ck suit exuded dignity andposure, evoking awe in people.
The various departments began reporting their work progress and future ns once again.
But at this moment, Damon, with a brand new pen in his hand, kept twirling it. Every time the pen tip
or the back of the pen made a “thud” sound against the valuable wooden table, everyone in the
room nervously recoiled.
Nate sat by his side, equally nervous. But he was more perplexed.
The content of the previous meeting was identical to this one. Moreover, Damon had been dealing
with the same issues discussed in thest meeting. He had already handled most of it, so why did
they have to hold the meeting again today?
And they even called in people from different departments at thest minute.
The attendees now were mostly different from the previous meeting. Deputy heads of departments,
even project managers from certain departments, were pulled into the meeting.
Damon also seemed absent–minded. Was he really focused on the meeting? It was truly puzzling.
What was the reason? It was bing increasingly difficult to figure him out!
As each department reluctantly finished their reports, Damon continued twirling the pen in his hand.
“Thud-
“Thud-”
In the silent conference room, each sound tormented everyone’s nerves, making them unable to
resist the urge to leave.
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“Mr. Harper.” Nate, helpless, approached Damon and whispered.
Damon’s pen came to a halt and he ced it on the conference table, raising his eyes to Nate with
a faint expression.
Nate wore a troubled look. “All the departments have finished their reports.”
“What time is it now?” Damon asked.
Nate’s eyelid twitched, and he nced at his watch, “It’s half–past five. The meeting has been going
on for three hours.”
Damon furrowed his brow and looked at Nate’s wrist, where the watch was. Then he picked up his
pen and pointed at it, “Your watch isn’t that great.”
What did his watch have to do with the meeting?
Ignoring Nate’s current expression, Damon extended his hand to showcase the brand–new watch
on his wrist, “How about this one?”
Nate took a deep breath, “It’s a Piaget, an internationally renowned brand.”
Damon smiled faintly, “I would give you my previous watch.”
Nate nearly fell off his chair, “Your previous one was the Vacheron Constantin ultimate limited
edition. Are you sure? You want to give it to me?”
Damon nodded, then nced at him with his deep gaze, “Are you doubting me?”
“I wouldn’t dare.” Nate said.
“Or perhaps, you think this watch is not as good as any you’ve seen before?” Damon asked.
‘Nate tightly closed his lips, staring at Damon’s wrist and the watch for a while.
Piaget, he remembered that there hadn’t been any new releases recently, let alone any limited
editions and top–tier ones. The design seemed rtively traditional. In terms of both reputation and
price, it couldn’tpare to the previous one.
How could it possibly be better than the previous one?
However, since Damon asked in this manner.
Nate’s eyes shifted, and he pointed at the watch, asking, “Was this watch given to you by someone
else?”