Chapter 76

It had been a long time since everyone had taken their dinner places, yet Thorne and Stewart had barely looked at each other. When Thorne heard this, he turned to smile at Stewart and nonchalantly wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin. "I've been thinking about it. Well, Mr. Ferguson, what do you think? Stewart was not one to pass up a business opportunity that was presented to him. It is an honor for PrimeStar to gain Mr. Henderson's respect. Vesta had no problem with Thorne and Stewart forming a partnership. After all, Thorne would have more opportunities to engage with Stewart if she and Stewart were closer. When the time came, she could more easily persuade Stewart to support her.

She gave Charlene a chilly look, keeping this in mind. Professor Hancock and Charlene were discussing a variety of topics. She hadn't shown much interest, but she had watched the other people around the table. If Stewart truly wanted to collaborate with Thorne, she had no objections. Ultimately, there was no reason to pass up a profitable chance. Nobody was going to sit around while dinner was coming to an end. Anyone interested in talking about potential collaborations would stroll over to the couches for a more relaxed conversation. During dinner, Thorne made a casual comment about wanting to work with PrimeStar. Charlene wasn't sure if it would become something tangible. But Mr.

Dale, who was also present at the dinner, was eager to work with others and had already taken Stewart and his management team aside for a conversation before the meal was finished. Charlene trailed after them. Stewart was good at negotiating; Charlene was good at technical conversations. When Charlene saw that Stewart's glass was empty, she took it and said, "Let me get you a refill." Charlene had been sitting quietly to the side. Stewart grinned. "Thank you. Vesta's and Laverne's suspicions that Charlene joined PrimeStar to serve as Stewart's assistant were only strengthened by witnessing her carry out what appeared to be secretarial tasks for Stewart.

With the glass in hand, Charlene turned, but she lost her footing as she suddenly ran into someone close to Thorne. Before anyone knew it, she had collapsed into Thorne's arms. There was silence in the room. To spectators, it appeared to be an unintentional mishap, but who could be certain? She ended up in Thorne's arms because it was too convenient. There was no denying Charlene's beauty. Her skin was as silky and smooth as cream, and her shape was delicate and elegant. Vesta was equally beautiful, but Charlene appeared to have a little advantage. Many men would consider what it would be like to be purposefully embraced by such a woman. Thorne, however, was unique.

Without even hinting that he was taken aback by her appearance, he stepped back quickly after steadying Charlene by her shoulders with an air of coldness. Charlene soon regained her composure after realizing she had fallen into Thorne's grasp. She muttered a small apology, then turned and left. Laverne and Vesta were certain that Charlene had intentionally thrown herself at Thorne. With a snort, Laverne said to Vesta, "You see? She is untrustworthy. "But all her efforts are in vain." 11:22. Yes, they were reassured by Thorne's lack of concern. "Absolutely," laughed Laverne. "You must find consolation in Thorne's response. Vesta lowered her sight and grinned softly at that. Henley scowled, reevaluating his assessment of Charlene. She appeared to have a few tricks in her sleeve despite her reserved manner.