Chapter 8 Mr. Solo

"Master Young Master?"

The two who had just scolded Fiona were stunned when they saw the newcomer.

“What are you doing?” Harold frowned and positioned himself protectively in front of Fiona.

Surprised whispers filled the surroundings.

"Some guests raised objections earlier, this young lady didn't have an invitation, so we were just here for a routine inquiry," one of them explained.

"She indeed didn't have an invitation because she was personally invited by me," Harold replied sternly. "If you have further questions, ask me!"

"Master, we wouldn't dare! We wouldn't dare!" The two quickly waved their hands. "Miss, we simply don't understand the situation. Please don't mind and let it not affect your pleasant mood for attending the banquet!"

“That’s right,” another person chimed in.

“'It's alright,' Fiona said, shaking her head.”

"Carry on with your duties." Harold waved his hand, though his expression still held a hint of displeasure.

Everyone working for the Klein family knew that the young master, Harold Klein, was kind-hearted, gentle in nature, and never gave the servants a hard time. As the two left, their faces turned red. They muttered, who could be so malicious as to plot against them like this! Bella, realizing the situation was turning against her, had already hidden among the crowd. She was afraid those two would recognize her and cause trouble in public.

"This girl actually knows the young master of the Klein family!"

“It’s not just that. Look at how Harold protected her. Could she be his girlfriend?”

"Just who exactly is she?"

Bella listened to the discussions around her, her face pale. Fiona had just been dumped by Darwin after being with him for five years, and now she was cozying up to the young master of the luxurious Pearl Babe Group? How was that possible! She was nowhere near deserving of it!!

Fiona was also bewildered. First, it was because the handsome young master with a foreign look in front of her turned out to be Harold Klein, the protagonist of today's banquet. Secondly, he actually helped her out!

"Are you okay?"

Harold turned around, looking at Fiona with concern as if he was afraid she had been scared.

“I’m fine, Master Klein. Thank you for helping me out,” Fiona felt a little embarrassed.

After all, she really did sneak onto the ship.

Wait a minute!

Newton!

Fiona quickly looked around, but there was no sign of Newton in the dispersing crowd.

“What are you looking for? Did you drop something?”

Ever naive, Harold followed Fiona’s gaze and looked around.

“Looking for”…"

Fiona hadn't finished her sentence.

"Fiona, darling!"

A sweet and affected voice rang out. From how Fiona provocatively eyed her earlier, she was hundred percent sure that the staff member from earlier was brought by Bella. Before she could tear into her, she had come knocking on her own door. Fiona looked over. Her eyes trembled slightly. Bella was holding onto Darwin's arm, and the two of them looked like a perfect couple, exuding elegance.

Mr. Solomon,' Fiona said with a slight nod, offering a cold and distant greeting.

Wyatt laughed like a fox, waving his hand. “Secretary Woods~”

Fiona acted as if she couldn't see him.

Wyatt: “”…"

So, Secretary Woods had quite the temper. Ah, she still remembered the grudge he held from that day in Darwin's office when he mouthed off.

Darwin approached. He glanced at Fiona before his eyes moved to Harold.

Then, he chuckled lightly. "Secretary Woods, you sure are quick on your feet."

Fiona’s heart suddenly sank.

She looked up at Darwin, feigning a smile. "Thanks to Mr. Solomon's excellent teachings."

Just as she finished speaking, she saw a flash of anger flicker in Darwin's eyes. Tsk, just one sentence infuriated Darwin. Who wouldn't be impressed by her? That's what she thought, if not for all the onlookers. Mr. Solomon would have considered his image and thrown her into the sea by now.

"Mr. Klein, it's a pleasure to meet you," Harold politely greeted.

Darwin, coming from a privileged background, was always courteous, but no tonight. He ignored Harold and, along with Bella, walked toward the banquet hall. Wyatt enjoyed watching the drama unfold. He almost burst out laughing when he heard Fiona's remark to Darwin earlier.

Leaving Darwin's Secretary Woods, he really excelled in all aspects, delighting everyone.

With a smile on his lips, he followed Darwin into the banquet hall. Fiona was annoyed with him, even more so seeing how amused he was. Darwin, that big troublemaker. She was desperately trying to salvage the company's losses. But there he was, bringing his lover and ruining everything!

"Fiona."

At this moment, a clear and melodious voice sounded. Fiona looked up in astonishment. Harold's pale blue eyes were filled with a cheerful smile.

"Fiona!"

He called out her name and surname, his tone even more lively.

Fiona couldn’t help but laugh. “Yes, I’m Fiona.”

"It sounds lovely!" Harold suddenly remembered something, earnestly saying, "I'm Harold, congratulations!"

Fiona lowered her gaze, smiling as she tucked her scattered hair behind her ear. Her restless mood quickly subsided. There was still plenty of time for the party, and she always had a chance before Newton left.

"By the way, you came up here secretly for an important matter?" Harold asked.

Fiona sounded a bit regretful. "I came to talk to someone important, Master Klein. I almost had a chance just now."

“Who are you looking for? Let me help you!” Harold volunteered.

In Fiona's mind, everything had a price.

She shook her head and refused, “Master Klein”…"

"Call me Harold!" Fiona said helplessly, about to speak.

Newton's bodyguard walked toward her. "Miss, my boss would like to see you."

Fiona immediately became excited and didn't waste any time. "Okay, I'll go now."

Your boss? Which one?' Harold asked with caution.

He had heard from his friends. Some middle-aged men, well past their prime, often took advantage of young and beautiful girls. He was worried that Fiona would be mistreated.

"It's the person I'm looking for," Fiona said softly. "Harold, thank you for today. I have to go now, but I'll treat you to a meal another time."

After she had said her piece, Fiona turned and followed the bodyguard out.

A moment later.

Inside the luxurious suite on the cruise ship.

"Which company are you from?" Newton turned to look at Fiona, skipping all pleasantries and going straight to the point.

"Mr. Newton, I'm from Solomon's," Fiona answered.

Newton paused for a moment, then frowned. "You play the piano beautifully, and it delighted me. However, Solomon is not a professional company, and my company doesn't cooperate with unprofessional teams, so..."

"Mr. Newton, recently you must have seen numerous proposals from top companies in the industry, right?" Fiona spoke gently, with no hint of attack in her tone.

When people listened, they couldn't help but let their guard down.

Newton nodded. "That includes your company. I must say, Solomon has disappointed me."

"Due to some internal issues, we provided incorrect data, and I apologize for that," Fiona sincerely said. "But Mr. Newton, I'm confident that you haven't seen our company's complete proposal."