เข้าสู่ระบบHelen's smile stiffened for a brief moment. "Everyone says that I got where I am today with help from men.""But I know you did it on your own," Rosalyn cut in. "As for why you went along with Eric…"Rosalyn took a sip of her drink. "I understand how hard it's been for you."Helen clenched her fists suddenly, and her knuckles turned pale.She tilted her head back and drained the glass in one go. When she looked up again, the corners of her eyes were faintly red, but her voice remained steady. "Ms. Jones, you understand me better than I expected."Rosalyn smiled. "It's not about understanding. It's empathy. In this world, women have to work ten times harder than men just to prove themselves."Helen fell silent for a long time. She suddenly laughed. "Eric was right. You're a treasure."She retrieved her phone and waved it in front of Rosalyn. "Add me on Instagram?"Rosalyn added Helen on Instagram. Helen's profile picture was a gerbera daisy.That caught Rosalyn off guard. She h
Just as Rosalyn and Tim reached the restaurant entrance, a figure in red blocked their way."Long time no see, Ms. Jones." Helen smiled as she extended her hand. "Do you remember me?"Rosalyn shook her hand politely. "Good evening, Ms. Sutton."Helen then turned to Tim and offered her hand as well. "Mr. Zahn, I've heard a great deal about you."Tim shook her hand briefly. "Ms. Sutton.""Since we've run into each other, it must be fate," Helen said with a charming smile. "Care to join me for a drink?"Tim shook his head. "Sorry, we still have work to do.""Another time then." Helen showed no trace of awkwardness and shifted her attention to Rosalyn. "Ms. Jones, I'll be frank. Are you interested in joining my company?"She glanced at Tim. "Working with men is inconvenient, after all. Why not come work with me instead?"Rosalyn hadn't expected her to be this direct. Helen was poaching her right in front of her boss, and with such confidence too.Rosalyn smiled. "Ms. Sutton, timi
"Mr. Hammond?" Helen waved a hand with crimson-painted nails in front of his eyes. "You ordered the truffle foie gras yourself. If you don't eat it now, it'll taste bad later."Eric looked away from Rosalyn. "I won't eat it then."Helen chuckled and smiled. "Now I finally get why Mr. Hammond, someone who never asks women out on his own, suddenly invited me to dinner tonight."She cut her steak at an unhurried pace. "Turns out I'm just being used as a prop."Eric raised a brow. "Ms. Sutton, you're sharp as ever.""Trying to win your wife back?" Helen glanced in Rosalyn's direction. "Playing hard to get?""Is it that obvious?""About as obvious as the deep V on my dress," Helen said before taking a sip of wine. "But Mr. Hammond, that trick doesn't work on everyone."She glanced at Rosalyn's back. "I'm afraid it won't work on your ex-wife."Eric finally looked at her properly. "You know Rosalyn too?""Of course. Carl's greatest failure in this lifetime is losing Rosalyn." Helen
A glint of amused interest flickered in Eric's eyes.Chase, carried away by his own excitement, loosened up more than usual. "What Mrs. Hammond dislikes right now is your need to control everything. If you loosen up a little, maybe she'll—"Eric lifted his gaze to him. "So? What's your concrete suggestion?"Chase crossed his arms and smiled. "I hear Mrs. Hammond is visiting Apex Group's show unit tomorrow. There's a very romantic rooftop sky garden there…""Get to the point.""You can arrange a chance encounter there. But whatever you do, don't show that you're jealous." Chase grew more animated by the second. "Act fully supportive of her work. Even offer some professional insights. Let her see your mature side."Eric nodded thoughtfully. "Go arrange it. Pull it off, and you get a bonus. Screw it up, and you can expect the worst."Chase's expression froze. "Mr. Hammond, can we pretend I didn't say any of that just now?""Too late." Eric tapped his fingers lightly. "Go."Chase
The scale of the Apex Group construction site was far larger than expected. More than a dozen tower cranes operated overhead, workers moved back and forth, and the roar of machinery filled the air.Hubert, who was already wearing a hard hat, greeted Rosalyn and Tim in person. "Mr. Zahn, Ms. Jones, please come with me. We've prepared all the safety equipment."After putting on her hard hat, Rosalyn followed behind Tim and carefully noted every detail Hubert explained, along with any issues she spotted along the way.The ground was uneven, with rebar and concrete everywhere. No matter how careful Rosalyn was, she still nearly tripped several times."Watch out!" At a sloped section, just as she was about to slip again, Tim quickly reached out and caught her.Rosalyn steadied herself and discreetly pulled away. "Thank you."What she didn't notice was that behind a distant excavator, someone quietly pressed a camera shutter.The inspection lasted the entire morning. By the time it en
Eric and Tim held each other's gaze for a moment. The air between them seemed to crackle with invisible sparks.In the end, Eric was the first to look away. He stood up, straightened the hem of his jacket, and said, "We've had the wine, and I've said what needed to be said. Good night, Mr. Zahn."After the door closed and his figure disappeared completely from sight, the smile on Tim's face slowly faded.He walked to the window, took out his phone, and dialed a number. "Look into Eric's connections here. Yes."At the same time, Eric returned to his own room and immediately called Chase. "Tomorrow, at seven in the morning, I want everything on Apex Group, especially a full list of clients tied to Mr. Lowe."After hanging up, he went to the window. From there, he could see the lights still on in Tim's room.Two men stood in silent confrontation. No words were spoken, yet there was still underlying tension.At seven in the morning, Rosalyn had just finished washing up when the door







