When they arrived at the restaurant, Fiona had changed out of her business suit into a sleek, strappy dress that showed off her figure.Miranda, however, was still in her crisp white shirt and dark jeans, looking simple, effortless, and elegant.Inside the private dining room, the atmosphere was lively as everyone discussed the day’s progress. Ben raised his glass excitedly. “I never imagined DE would reach the point of collaborating with the military. We owe it all to Mr. Gibson’s leadership. Let’s have a toast to him.”Everyone stood, glasses in hand except Miranda.She quietly lifted her cup of tea and took a sip instead. People noticed, of course, but no one dared to comment. Everyone knew Felix would never take offense at anything she did.Fiona glanced at her from across the table, irritation flashing in her eyes. “Always has to stand out, doesn’t she? Just because she’s Felix’s ex-wife, she thinks the rules don’t apply to her,” she thought bitterly.“Alright, everyone’s wo
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