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Dennis and Haley had established a smooth collaboration when they began working together; they were genuine friends and mentors to one another.Having such a coworker made Haley feel incredibly privileged. When Rhett saw the glitter in her eyes, his own eyes grew even darker. "You never mentioned him before." "Like you and El," Haley retorted. “Why invite them into our personal lives when they are merely coworkers?” Rhett straightened up and lowered his eyelashes a little. A bit later, he said, "Mm." Vance and Andrei approached at that moment, holding hands. "Ley, come with me to make a wish," Vance said. “I have no desire to speak with him. Very irritating.” The two men were left behind as Vance pulled Haley away. Andrei sighed as he observed Vance’s disappearing figure. "He’s so hard to win over." With a nonchalant expression, Rhett stood with one hand in his pocket. "Dennis Moss," he inquired abruptly. “Are you acquainted with him?” Andrei gave a nod. "He was my elem

Nearly around the same time, news broke that Haley Kane, the heiress of the Kane family, would assume complete control of all Kane Group businesses in D city. Haley made a fleeting appearance at the banquet before stealthily leaving. As soon as she left the hotel, she saw Rhett standing by a Rolls-Royce Cullinan, his arms spread wide and wearing a custom suit. It had been about a week since they last saw one another. Haley’s eyes brightened with delight as she saw that familiar face. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming back?" she asked as she rushed into his arms. Her voice was full of enthusiasm as she glanced up at him. With a tender tone, Rhett squeezed her nose. "You're about to become President Kane, and still so impulsive." Haley took a quick look around and saw that everyone was focused on the vibrant feast inside. The place was deserted. She smiled. "No one's watching anyway." Bravely protecting her head, Rhett opened the car door for her. "Enter. Let's head back hom

Rhett did, however, continue to make a video call with Haley each night before going to bed. He wouldn't hang up until she fell asleep, despite the fact that she frequently massaged her eyes and complained of being tired in the middle of a discussion. "Sir, here's today's data report." After setting the papers down on the desk, Theo saw Rhett staring at his phone once more. "Are you... waiting for Mrs. Fez’s message?" Rhett’s demeanor remained unchanged as he swiftly placed his phone away. "How's the project progressing?" "Exactly on time. But..." Theo paused. “Tomorrow night is the D city’s Entrepreneurs' Annual Gala. As the recently chosen President of the Eastern Region, Mrs. Fez will undoubtedly be present. Should I arrange for you to return?" Rhett scowled a little. "Theo, when we're discussing work, why do you keep bringing up Haley?" "Sir, it's not that I always bring her up. That's you—“ Theo fell silent. "You seem to be lovesick." "Me? Lovesick?" Rhett arched an eyeb

Before Rhett could respond. With his phone already out, Andrei grabbed his arm and pulled him out. "Book me Kaly's largest private room, Jules. I'll pay for tonight.” Rhett’s brow furrowed as soon as he heard the location. It was the notorious playground of excess in Qcity. A location he had never visited in all these years. He has always been a man of integrity. He would end the arrangement right away if a client ever considered entertaining there. He was aware of the type of establishment—glitzy, opulent, and completely repulsive. He pushed Andrei’s hand away with a frown. "I'm not leaving. I'm heading back home." "Home to an empty room?" interrupted Andrei. “So a thirty-year-old male may look at a picture of a woman and then use the restroom on his own?" "Who are you, Rhett? You are Qcity’s crown prince. Any woman is yours to have. You are free to lead any kind of life. Why do you lead a worse life than an elderly bachelor?” Rhett opened his eyes. "Go away. I refuse to visi

Regretfully, someone had entered the private room without permission. At that moment, a woman in a tight white dress staggered in his direction. Rhett stepped aside, allowing her to pass. "Sorry." His voice was cold as he gazed down at her. "I'm married, so I won't offer you a hand." "Mr. Fez..." With tears in her eyes and a lovely voice, the woman glanced up. In an embarrassing attempt to make things better, Andrei said. "That's not very polite, Rhett. Miss Gweneth came just for you.” With a seductive look, Gwen massaged her reddened ankle. "I have long admired you from a distance, Mr. Fez. I simply wanted to have a drink with you.” With a detached voice, Rhett picked up his tea cup. "My wife doesn't like me drinking with another woman.” This astounded even Andrei. He lowered his voice and leaned in. "Man, since when did you become so whipped?" Rhett’s voice was cold and clear as he looked at him. “It's not being whipped. We refer to it as respect. “ In an instant, Gwen’s