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Adriana knew she couldn’t hide this matter from her uncle and didn’t intend to lie to get around it. “To be exact, he was the one who sought me out,” she said.Bruce’s tone turned serious. “He threatened you? Is he using this as blackmail to force you into something?”Adriana thought to herself, Everyone thinks Calvin is some kind of absolute jerk who forces people to do what he wants. Is his public image really that bad?“We’re helping each other. We both get what we need. This doesn’t hurt me in any way.”Bruce still seemed like he wanted to ask more, but Adriana took the initiative to change the subject. “By the way, Uncle, Maria is in New York. I have a few things I need her help with, so she won’t be able to come to England to see you for a while.”Bruce sounded wary. “Maria didn’t cause any trouble, did she? She’s capricious and reckless—and she never speaks with a light heart!”Her uncle’s assessment of his own daughter was accurate, Adriana thought.“No, she’s doing well. Afte

Maria felt heartbroken and stifled. In the past, the dresses she wore to banquets were all high-end, custom-made, limited editions.Now, Adriana needed two dresses—together costing nearly $300,000. Where on earth could she get them?After thinking for a moment, she decided to call her former designer, Kristen.Kristen answered brightly. “My lucky queen! It’s not that I don’t want to help you, but it’s really bad timing. All the dresses in your size are out of the store. There’s a business event tomorrow and a film festival the day after—everything’s been booked in advance.”“Not even a single one?” Adriana asked.There was a pause, and some background conversation on Kristen’s end. Then he came back with a grin in his voice. “Actually, there’s one, but the waist was too skinny for your size.”Even borrowing one was already a big favor. Adriana didn’t want to push her luck. “Okay, thank you. I’ll definitely repay you later!”Debts of gratitude are never easy—but when you owe, you pay.A

“There are still three pounds of bones left in a dead horse—Adriana can't possibly have no capital hidden away,” someone sneered.“You think she’s trying to use tonight to land herself a new sugar daddy and make a comeback?”“She should take a look around and realize what kind of event this is. Throwing herself into the spotlight like that—she must be out of her mind!”“I heard she fought a couple of lawsuits for Grand Empire, and Calvin was quite impressed with her.”At the mention of Calvin, the tone of the crowd noticeably sharpened.Then suddenly, someone gasped, covering their mouth. “Oh my god, can’t you see it? She and Anna are wearing the same dress!”Right on cue, Anna stepped into the whirlwind of gossip, her expression laced with sarcasm. “Lawyer Clarke, what a surprise—I didn’t think we’d end up choosing the same outfit.”Adriana’s brows twitched slightly. Her mind quickly flashed back to Kristen’s abrupt change of heart. Was Anna present at the time?So this had all been

“I don’t understand what Mr. Ray means. Have I stirred up storms or shouted across the skies? Throwing mud just for the sake of it—how boring.”Ray didn’t bother matching Adriana’s eloquence and exposed his suspicions. “You don’t want me to cause a scene? Tearing your skirt in public isn’t exactly low-profile. Baldwin, Peter, even Mr. Martin from the Development Bank—what are you trying to do? Using the land deal to win people over?”Adriana shook off his arm. “That’s right. The organizer built this platform to create opportunities for contact and exchange. We’re here to connect, to align minds and discuss projects. Everyone relies on their own skills. If you’re not up to it, then work on your network. No need to throw veiled threats at me.”Ray curled his lips in disdain, no longer bothering with superficial civility. “Do you really think those people want to help you rebuild Clarke? They just want to sleep with you!”Adriana responded coolly, “Business is about three things: reputat

If she had been given a bit more courage, Adriana still wouldn’t have dared to bite Calvin’s arm. She gripped the leather cushion on the sofa, her fingers pressing into it. “No, I’m fine,” she said.Calvin frowned. He wiped the bruised skin around the wound, examined the glass shards embedded in it, then used tweezers to extract a piece and drop it into a glass container. The blood-stained remnants of the glass stung sharply.Cold sweat broke out on Adriana’s forehead, and the tip of her nose glistened with damp heat. The fragments had pierced deep into her skin. No wonder the pain was so intense.“Does it feel better?” Calvin asked, not trying to comfort her. “Don’t move—there’s more.”Adriana drew in several sharp breaths of pain, closed her eyes, and said, “Please continue.”Calvin had once removed bullets from other people’s flesh. He wasn’t a