Chapter 115 Resemble a puzzle


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    She had expected a calm and professional business event, but it harmed into a drama-filled evening. If the were honest with herself, she would admit the


    As she walked back into the room, she tried to regain herposure, foming a smile as she mingled with the guests. The elegant chandeliers cast a warm gline, and the wall music yed in the background, but none of it helped to the ber frazzled nenes. Suddenly, Talia appeared, berface alight with excitement ire recognized the look immediately but decided to y along. "What x pat visu so excited asked, trying to inject some enthusiasm into her v


    "ire, you won''t believe!" Taliaeximed, hereyes sparkling


    vited me to go to daly


    ire raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised, "Really? That''s amazing, Talia'' What for?"


    Talia looked excited, her eyes sparkling as she began to exin. "She needs a tashion stylist for herpany


    re''s face lit up with joy as she embraced Tali


    Talia! Congrattions! You deseneit."


    Talia beamed, returning the hug. "Thank you, ire. I couldn''t have done it without your encouragement. If it wasn''t for you prishing meracie gultthis offer "


    ir waved her hand dismissively. "I just did what any frendwould do."


    In the midst of their happiness, Talia noticed a flicker of something in ire''s pression Concermed, she asked, "ire, is something wrong?


    ire gave a small, tired smile. "No, there is nothing wrong. I''m just a bit tired from talling so much today."


    Talia looked at her friend intently, knowing there was more to it but deciding not to press furtherN?velDrama.Org content.


    Wright, but you know I''m here if you need to talk


    ire nodded appreciatively "I know, Talia Thankyou But right now, you should go and speak to Mr. Rosewood. He''s a fantastic designer and has his own clothing brand. You should definitely discuss dramatic fashion with him, it''s histone" "Talia''s eyes widened with excitement. "Really? I''ve always admired his work. Do you think he''d have time to


    time to talk to me?


    ireughed lightly. "Of course, he would. And with your solls and passion, I''m sure he''ll be very interested in what you have to say. Go on. Talis, this is your


    Talia raised her eyebrows. "You really want meli


    go?


    ire nodded, a yful smile on her face. "Very much."


    Talia chuckled. "Alright, if you need me, just call me. Or better yet, scream my name."


    Calceughed. "I will keep it in mind."


    As Talia walked away to find Mr. Rosewood, ss leaned against a nearby table. She picked up a ss of wine and drank it in one go past then, Adrian appeared besideber, grinning "Slow down," he said jongly. "You don''t want to get drunk that soon."


    "Trust me, it is very tempting right now," ire chuckled. "Are you done ''socializing''


    Adriaughed. "I''ve had enough of small talk for evening. How about you?"


    ire sighed. "I could use a break from it, too. These events can be so exhausting. Adrianodded agreement. "They really can be. But you handled yourself well wit there. he asked, using air quotes.


    "Thanks," ire said, smiling "Sometimes I think I''ve had enough practice to win an Oscar."


    Adrianughed. "Twouldn''t be surprised. You handle the matter earlier with Mr. Byron professionally. Well, I handled a man like Byson in the past and I could wor


    Adrian shoved his hands into his pockets. "I''m here because my grandfather couldn''t attend." he said with a casual shrup.


    ire crossed her as over her chest, amamused smile ying on her lips. "How is it working with family?" she asked, genuinely


    Adrian chuckled lightly, shaking his head. "It''s not easy. There are a lot of expectations and sometimes conflicting ideas. But I''m leaning. After all, it''s sull business" ire tilted her head, intrigued. "And what about your club? How''s that going?!


    Adrian''s eyes twinkled with mischief. "Are you thinking abouting by?" he teased


    ireughed, shaking her bead. "I''m not much of a party girl. I go out asionally, but don''t really have time for Lately."


    Adrian''s expression tumed serious


    Lagainst the table next to ite "How are you holding up with the Robert situation he asked, con esadeni, in


    ire shrigged, hes demeanorcalm: "I''m handling it. Once this business farms over, I need to back London ASAP and deal with." Adrian loped a bit disappointed, "No time for a little touring in New York?"


    init, appreciating hivencem "Twist, but Maybe next time.


    or numelback to Adrian. "Thank you for all vont belp. If it wasn''t for you, I wouldn''t have caught onto Robert''s tricks."


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    Adrian smiled warmly. "I''m happy to help. Robert had iting."


    ire nodded, grateful. "still, it means a lot to me. You''ve been a good friend."


    Adrian leaned against the nearby wall, his gaze softening "Anything for you, ire. But seriously, if you ever need a break, my club is always open for you. Even if It''s just to rx"


    by I''ll sumprise you."


    ireughed. "I''ll keep that in mind. Maybe one day


    Adrian grinned. "I look forward to it."


    From afar, Alex caught sight of ire talking with Adrian. His frown deepened. He tried to ignore it, telling himself it had nothing to do with him. Yet, his eyes kept wandering back to ire, and he couldn''t seem to focus on the conversation with the three gentlemen around him. One of the men, a tall fellow with graying hair, noticed Alex''s distraction and asked, "What do you think about ire Peterson, the CEO of Metacortex?" Alex seemed lost. "What?" he asked, blinking as if walding from a daydream.


    The three men exchanged amused nces, and the tall man repeated the question. "ire Peterson.


    What do you think about her?"


    Alex hesitated, his thoughts still on ire and Adrian. He took a sip of his wine and replied cryptically, "I don''t know."


    One of them find Alex answer amusing. "Come on, Alex. You must have some ideas. ire Peterson is not just a beautiful woman; she''s incredibly intelligent too, Any man who has her must be very lucky."


    The man with the blonde hair chuckled. "She''s quite a remarkable woman, isn''t she? Built Metacortex from the ground up. Quite impressive."


    Hearing ire''s name, Alex''s mind wandered. ire was once his wife, and he still had no clue why she had changed so much. She used to act sweet, innocent, and fragile, but now she was different.


    Why hadn''t she ever told him she was the CEO of Metacortex? Ande to think of it, Alex realized he neverw much about ire''s parents either.


    He frowned, deep in thought.


    For Alex, ire resembles a puzzle that must be put together, but first he must find the missing piece in order toplete the puzzle.