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With newfound determination, she opened her laptop. G****e became her trusty sidekick. She typed "Knights Advertising Company" with the speed of a seasoned hacker, her fingers dancing across the keyboard. She scrolled, relentlessly searching for a reliable source on the company's elusive owners. "Aha! Here it is," she exclaimed, her eyes widening as she devoured the information on the screen. "Knights Advertising Company: a global advertising powerhouse, helmed by five undeniably gorgeous guys." "Five owners? Wow. We're only four...I guess I'll have to choose one to charm," she mused, a playful giggle escaping her lips.

Should I ask for a thousand more or be bold and ask for five thousand dollars? After all, I had a mortgage. If I could get a salary of five thousand dollars, it would make my life so much better. "Uh… I think five thousand dollars…" I said the number tentatively, my voice trailing off at the end. When Richard heard that, he looked at me with an unreadable expression. That look made my heart skip a beat. Did I ask for too much? "Five thousand dollars?" he repeated before shaking his head helplessly. "Ms. Lawrence, are you joking? Given your ability and background, that figure in this industry is an insult to you and to our professional judgment."

My tone and voice were sharp, reflecting all the feelings I had bottled up. He fell silent. His face tensed, as if he wasn’t ready to face my firmness. "I—I don’t know where to start. In these five years... I've realized something." I held back a bitter laugh. "In these five years, I’ve realized many things, one of which is that life without you has turned out to be easier than I thought." My words bit, and I knew they were painful for him. He bit his lip, as if holding back something.

The younger relatives in the group chat were still asking Dawn Fowler for tips on how to win a guy over. [A lot of girls pursued him, but I wasn’t one of them. Yeah, he was the one who pursued me, so I don’t really have experience with that. Maybe ask Trisha instead?] I ignored the constant mentions blowing up my phone and simply muted the chat. So that was it. The reason Justin Baker had been so hard to win over was that he already had someone in his heart, and I had spent three whole years just prying open a crack in something that was never real to begin with.

In the bride and groom's section, Stephen was there, but Jessica had also excused herself to be with her kids before she left for the restroom to ease herself. Rex shook hands with Frederick. Although Rex kept an aloof nature, he was still friendlier than Remy, who kept fewer friends. "Who do we have here? Frederick Joseph, the CEO of FJ Groups. Welcome, my man," Rex said. Frederick and Rex shook hands, and Frederick responded, "Thank you."

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I raise my eyebrow already liking this. "Fifty to fifty." "Deal." He agrees at once, surprising me and then starts grinning as I look at him with my jaw dropped. "That's it?" I asks dumbly. I was expecting him to disagree. "I only need the other money and this is a cover. Fifty percent is good enough for me." He explains and that makes sense. The club will have these rich people who'd pay thousands for a good time and having fifty percent of that profit, is good enough. Not like he needs any more money than he already has.