As if on cue, the secretary, Rachel Thompson, entered the meeting room as well. She thoughtfully helped me put on the amplifier and spoke gently. "You've caught a cold recently. Please take care of your throat."David courteously pulled out a chair for me and said with a smile, "Mr. Tyne will be here later. We can't keep everyone waiting. Ms. Tyne, why don't you open the meeting first?"When Arlo noticed that even the amplifier I was wearing was trimmed with gold, he blurted out in shock, "How can a hick like you afford something that expensive?"I shot him an annoyed glance without bothering to explain. I was being low-key, not broke. Besides, the amplifier I was wearing was already the most understated one I owned.After I handed out the meeting materials, I took a sip of water to soothe my throat and prepared to step up. Rachel gestured politely, her movements carrying the refinement typical of wealthy households. "Ms. Tyne, please."'Ms. Tyne?'Only then did Arlo realize that
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