After breakfast, Keh changed into a formal suit. "I need to go to the Sinir Groupter."


    "Okay." Both of them had things to take care of over the next couple of days.


    Ophelia picked out a tie for him, standing in front of him like a doting newlywed wife, expertly tying it for him.


    He was the one who taught her.


    "Off you go, Mr. Secretary Keh," said Ophelia.


    Keh leaned down for a kiss, gently ruffling her hair.


    Watching Keh leave the Rosewood Manor, Ophelia picked up her phone and made a call. "Mr. Thompson, make sure to update me on what Keh does at the Sinir Group today."


    Mark Thompson, on the other end, wiped his brow nervously. "Huh? Miss... I mean, Mrs. Sinir. Isn''t this asking for a bit much?"


    It was asking him to go against his boss.


    He was not someone who would do that.


    He was Mr. Sinir''s guy, after all.


    "Do you want to change your car? I''ve already ordered the one you postedst time..."


    "Mrs. Sinir, you''re putting me in a difficult position."


    He couldn''t do something like that just for a car.


    "How about I introduce you to a girlfriend, too?"


    "Mrs. Sinir, the whole Sinir Group is yours. Whatever you say, I''ll do it. Talking about cars is too formal. Rest assured Mrs. Sinir, I''ll give you a full report on Mr. Sinir''s activities, even if he just goes to the restroom." He changed his position.


    Ophelia was speechless.


    He wouldn''t change his position because of a girlfriend. Mark looked decent. As the chief aide of the Sinir Group, it was unlikely he couldn''t find a girlfriend.


    Mark felt troubled too. With his position in thepany and being close to Mr. Sinir, no one dared to approach him.


    Besides, the way he worked wasn''t like this usually, and with such a busy schedule, finding a girlfriend felt as hard as going to


    the moon.


    After the call ended, Ophelia changed into formal clothes, picked up her files, and drove to the Urban Development Bureau.


    Recently, because her real estate developmentpanynded two major government projects, La Reverie Real Estate quickly became one of the top five developers in Denex.


    She often had to deal with people from the Urban Development Bureau.


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    Besides that, she also secured the development rights for the area, much faster than she had anticipated.


    Trent flipped through the documents, asionally ncing up at Ophelia sitting across from him.


    His eyebrows alternately furrowed and rxed..


    He still found it hard to believe that this young girl had aplished it.


    Though he knew from the beginning what she nned to do, and knew the reasons why she secured two political projects, he was a bit surprised when seeing all the feasibility reports and test dataid out in front of him. He couldn''t help but regard Ophelia with new-found respect.


    "We need to have a meeting to go over this," said Trent.


    Even if it was a set decision, a meeting was still needed to provide the people of Denex with a proper exnation.


    "Alright, let''s schedule it now," Ophelia urged.


    She knew this wasn''t simple-even if the President approved, they still needed to discuss it, and putting it into action would probably face some obstacles.


    She had anticipated this a long time ago and was fully prepared.


    Trent nced at her sideways. "You''re in such a rush. This isn''t a small matter. I''ll arrange it as soon as possible. Once the time is set, I''ll contact you. Remember to bring the experts." Trent''s tone was rxed.


    She didn''t like dealing with politicians; it felt like ying a never-ending game. Things just dragged on, as if they would never get done.


    "I can bring the experts now," Ophelia said, her tone firm yet polite. "Could you please arrange a meeting this afternoon?"


    .."Trent sighed. It wasn''t the first time he dealt with Ophelia, and she always gave him a headache.


    "Each department has its workload to handle. You can''t expect them to drop everything just for your issue, can you?" added


    Trent.


    "Do I need to have Keh invite them himself?" Ophelia cut to the chase, mentioning Keh directly.


    Trent furrowed his brow and rubbed his temples. If so, Keh would invite them using his gun.


    He didn''t want to see a bloody scene.


    He sighed in resignation, "No need to trouble Mr. Sinir. I''ll have someone contact them; it might just take a little longer." "As long as it''s finalized today, I don''t care howte it gets," said Ophelia. In Heloria, the name Keh still carried weight.


    Two hourster, in the spacious conference room, two sparse rows of people sat. Ophelia had also brought Cody and others to attend the meeting.


    Are you kidding me? Developing the slums? With the President''s permission? Impossible, absolutely impossible."


    "Slums are special ces? They are off-limits in Denex. They are not allowed for development.


    There was a series of voices of opposition.


    Faced with these opposing voices, Cody nced at Ophelia who was calm beside him. "Ophelia, are you seriously nning to develop the slums?" "Yes," Ophelia responded calmly.


    They had never learned that, Ophelia wanted to develop the slums.


    Trent waved his hand. "Everyone, please quiet down. The feasibility report and assessments are already here, and we need everyone present to check them over. If it''s truly feasible, and with the approval of the President, we must proceed."


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    "Ms. Spencer, the Gloomhaven slums have been abandoned for years. Developing them is pointless. You''re a businesswoman, you understand business-you might end up with nothing. Your team might just have to endure hardship alongside you." "There''s no need for concern. I have the support of the Sinir Group, so I won''t be left out in the cold," Ophelia said lightly.


    That single remark left them speechless.


    Trent was already ustomed to it. Ophelia was incredibly stubborn and notoriously difficult to deal with.


    "Right now, we can''t even get an urate count of the poption in the slums..."


    Before they could finish speaking, Ophelia handed over the poption data that Felix and his team had collected.


    "With so many people, it''s tough to find solutions instantly..."


    Ophelia presented the relocation n then.


    Even so, all departments continued to dy, discuss and research withouting up with anything useful.


    The sun had already set, and they still hadn''t reached a conclusion or put any ns into action.


    Though she had already provided reasonable solutions to all potential problems, it seemed like these people didn''t hear a thing.


    Ophelia stood up, took a gun from her waist, and ced it on the table.


    In an instant, the entire conference room fell silent.


    Though it was legal to carry guns in Heloria, no one would casually bring a gun to a ce like this.


    "Continue, I''m listening," Ophelia said with a slight smile, though it didn''t reach her eyes.


    "Haha... Ophelia, what do you mean by this? Are you nning to threaten us with the gun? Who gave you the nerve?"


    "I did." As the words were spoken, the double doors of the conference room were pushed open from outside.