Chapter 69
Jason, nearing fifty, had cultivated a composed demeanor from his years in high positions. A businessman, he lacked the
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After observing the mysterious fifth director for a while, he said in a deep voice, “Since everyone’s here, let’s make the announcement
Though the Heartland Chamber of Commerce was only a decade old, it had grown rapidly, controlling the commercial flow of the entire Heartland.
This year’s new investment initiatives had board members with varied interests, each wanting to take the lead.
This year’s new investment initiatives had the board members with varied interests, each wanting to take the lead.
Jason’s only concern was the potential clash between the fifth director and Lenore, as neither of these two individuals with extraordinary identities and known temperaments and tactics was to be trifled with.
After pondering for a bit longer, he rose and instructed Joseph, “You go greet Lenore at the entrance; I’ll head to the meeting.”
Joseph nodded and made his way outside.
The headquarters of the Heartland Chamber of Commerce stood tall and imposing, reaching for the sky as a grand structure. Newly constructed last year, it was located in the heart of Senanville and became the city’s landmark building.
The car pulled up to the curb, and Stephen alighted, instructing his daughter Ella. “Take your cousin Esther wherever she wants to go and look after her.”
At twenty–five, Ella had been dancing to folk tunes for years and had graced stages around the world, carrying an elegance and a calm kind of beauty. She offered a smile and a nod. “I got it, Dad. Go for it and don’t stress.”
This was Senanville, more bustling than small towns like Jinslenburg. Esther gazed out the window, her eyes filled with the novelty and greed of stepping into a new world.
At that moment, her gaze fixed on a spot not far off. From a blue taxi, a figure emerged.
She was dressed in black work pants, a crisp white shirt, and a loose black blazer, topped off with a black fisherman’s hat pulled down low, with a black mask covering most of her face.
She stood tall, radiating a vibe of defiance. With her hands stuffed in pockets and a backpack slung over one shoulder, she exuded a cool and fierce demeanor, and a wildness that was hard to put into words–something about her instantly reminded Esther of Lenore.
This person’s temperament and attire are so similar to Lenore’s!‘ Esther thought.
Seeing Esther staring intently, Ella asked, “What are you looking at?”
The figure was greeted by a handsome young man and disappeared into the building.
‘Lenore couldn’t possibly be here in Senanville, could she? Being so politely ushered into the Heartland Chamber of Commerce? Absolutely not! I must have been mistaken!‘ Esther thought.
Suppressing her thoughts, Esther refocused and smiled shyly. “It’s my first time seeing a place like this; I’m just curious.”
“What’s the big deal?” Ella chuckled, proudly saying, “Today, I’ll take you to meet the mentor. You must perform well. If you’re accepted, the world you’ll see will be even grander.”
Hearing this, Esther instantly forgot about the figure she had seen and looked determined, her ambition clear. “Ella, don’t worry. I will succeed.” She felt that being an academic star or a school beauty wasn’t as useful as taking this shortcut. Her future was on the international stage of the world. Lenore would be left in the dust, forever trampled under her feet,
This place wasn’t suitable for Bonnie, so Lenore didn’t bring her.
Joseph’s father was the chairman of the Heartland Chamber of Commerce. Though he didn’t have much say in the chamber, he was respectfully called “Mr. Joseph Chapin” and was well–versed in its affairs.
Entering the elevator, Joseph told Lenore some important things. “The fifth director is here. My dad said something about his special identity. He said if there’s a dispute and you disagree, as long as you don’t demolish the building, everything else is fine…”
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He knew the fifth director’s identity was special, and Lenore was a capricious and irritable person who couldn’t be provoked.
The building, newly constructed last year at a cost of several hundred million, had become a landmark in Senanville. Joseph humbly pleaded with her not to destroy the structure.
Lenore let out a nonchalant “Yeah” and quickly typed out a reply to Silas.
Then, the elevator stopped on the 28th floor. Exiting into the reception area, they ran into a well–off middle–aged man.
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