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    Rex looked all sad with his head down and a helpless expression "Sis, you have no idea what I''ve been throughtely. Can''t youfort me a bit?"


    He wouldn''t go through a hard time. In the entertainment circle, no one dared to mess with Rex.


    But seeing his pitiful look, Ophelia reluctantly lowered her hand "Alright, shoot, what''s up?"


    Rex pouted, his lips downturned, looking up at the sky and wailing. "I want to quit the showbiz, boohoo..."


    He looked just like a husky that couldn''t reach its treat.


    Rex kept sneaking nces, hoping to see Ophelia''s surprised reaction and ask him the underlying reason.


    However, Ophelia stayed as calm as ever, with not a flicker of emotion on her face. "Your acting has gotten better than before."


    "Sis, aren''t you curious about the reason?" Rex looked hurt.


    He felt himself insignificant.


    "What''s there to be curious about? It''s bound to happen sooner orter. You''ll have to go back to inherit the family business, right?" said Ophelia. The answer to this question was all there to see.


    Rex wasn''t young anymore. With Henry as the head of the Reyes family, it was natural to groom him to take over.


    If this reckless behavior continued, the Reyes family''s business would fall into someone else''s hands.


    Rex sighed, and for once, his usual tyrant demeanor showed a look of deep sorrow and resentment.


    Yeah, once he went back, he wouldn''t have as much freedom.


    "Hey, Elia, do you want to join us at the film festival tonight?" asked Rex.


    Ophelia nced at the time. She initially wanted to refuse, but when she saw the hopeful expressions around her, she hesitated. "Okay." Ophelia nodded.


    But she needed to inform Keh first.


    Keh on the other end gave a low chuckle. "Same rules, how long?"


    Ophelia was lost for words. "What do you mean by how long?


    "It has been such a long time that she nearly forgets the rules he had previously set.


    "But today isn''t the weekend.


    "She tries to negotiate, but Keh on the other end is firm.


    "But you''re supposed to be with me, right?"


    Keh'' voice sounded a bit pitiful, as if he felt abandoned.


    Ophelia took a deep breath, thinking she couldn''t manage a few hours.


    "Three, three hours then..." She aimed to return to the Rosewood Manor by ten.


    "Alright." Keh smirked, a gleam of satisfaction flickered behind his sses.


    But he quickly hid it, put down the phone, and resumed his meeting with the top executives.


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    Mark was leading the meeting. He had been in charge of managing thepany recently and was more focused than usual.


    Having been working with Mr. Sinir for so long, he has naturally adopted his decisive way of handling matters. He now exuded authority, earning respect in the corporate group. But that was only on the surface.


    After the meeting ended and the sky outside had grown dark, Mark organized the documents. Once he confirmed Mr. Sinir had no other requests, he finally rxed.


    He pulled out his phone and saw two missed calls and one text message.


    Marilyn: [Hello Mr. Thompson, my name is Marilyn. Ophelia sent me over.]


    The message had been sent two hours earlier. Mark looked at the number and thought, ''Does Mrs. Sinir set me up on a blind date?''


    He had kept the girl waiting for so long.


    He quickly called back.


    In a café across from the Sinir Group, Marilyn had ordered a cup of coffee. She was slumped over the table, deeply asleep, her drool glistening at the corner of her mouth, causing passersby to nce at her more than once. The sudden vibration of her phone made her jump.


    She nced at the phone, quickly fixed her hair, wiped the drool, and answered. "Hello, hello... Mr. Thompson..."


    "Sorry, I was just in a meeting," said Mark.


    "Oh, no, it''s fine. I, I just woke up...no, I mean, I just got here..." She didn''t know how long she slept.


    She nced at the café''s clock. It had been quite a while.


    "I''m at the café downstairs; Ophelia asked me to give you..."


    "Got it, just hold on a second." Mark hung up the phone, still feeling a bit nervous with the documents in his hand.


    It was his first blind date, and he had kept the girl waiting for over two hours. He thought of doing something to make up for


    1. it.


    While he was thinking, he noticed through the ss reflection that his tie was crooked and quickly straightened it.


    Hair was fine...


    He tidied up a bit just as Keh passed by the door and gave him an expressionless look.


    "Join me for a couple of drinks tonight," said Keh.


    "Huh?" Mark snapped back to reality when he heard Keh'' words.


    "What ''huh? I said jout me for a couple of drinks tonight," Keh repeated, casting a cold gaze his way. What was with that look? It was not like he was giving him work to do. "Or do you have other ns?" Mark pursed his lips. "Well, it''s that... um, Mrs. Sinir introduced me to a girlfriend. Mr. Sinir, it''s rare for me to have a personal matter..."


    Keh, not being unreasonable, said, "Alright, then tomorrow it is."


    "Thanks, Mr. Sinir. I''ll head off then." Mark draped his jacket over his arm and jogged toward the elevator, worried that Mr. Sinir who was not normally agreeable might change his rind any minute. After getting downstairs, he nced at the café across the street and then at a nearby flower shop. He trotted over, nning to buy a bouquet.


    A red rose seemed too much for a first meeting, so after a while, he decided on a bunch of champagne roses.


    As he walked to the coffee shop with flowers in his hand, he adjusted his tie once more.


    Before he could look for anyone, he heard amotion at the checkout area.


    "This expensive? Didn''t you say the minimum spend here was forty dors? Isn''t this coffee enough? Why are you charging me an extra one hundred and fifty dors?"


    She shouldn''t have consumed in this store if she thought forty dors was already expensive for a coffee.


    The waitress behind the counter smiled politely, but her eyes showed a strong sense of disdain.


    "Miss, we charge for upying the space. You were sleeping there for so long, not only taking up space but also impacting our high-end coffee brand. Charging you one hundred and fifty dors is already very cheap." The whole conversation was filled with a sense of superiority, looking down on someone who seemed out of ce.


    Marilyn looked at the bill in her hand, her pretty, doll-like face crumbling. "But you never mentioned any fee for upying space before."


    The waitress chuckled softly, her scornful expression barely concealed, while people around looked at Marilyn with strange


    gazes.


    "Miss, do you even know where you are? This is downtown, right across from the Sinir Group. This café is a Mgia brand, and Mr. Sinir buys his coffee here every day. Is this a ce for you to just sleep?" Her tone was like scolding a stray dog.


    Marilyn looked down in embarrassment; she didn''t mean to fall asleep.


    Pouting slightly at her bad luck and about to pay, someone suddenly stopped her by cing a hand on hers.


    "I didn''t know Mr. Sinir gets his coffee from your ce every day?" said the person.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org.