Victoria had finally leveled out emotionally and looked up at Maxwell, "Maxwell, I''m fine; don''t worry


    about me."


    Before they arrived, Tracy had given Maxwell a call, hinting at her ns for the evening in a


    roundabout way.


    The VIP room was dead silent, even the music had stopped, and everyone could feel the chilly vibe


    rolling off Maxwell.


    Rosemary sneered and looked away, thinking how shameless these two were, unting their love in


    front of the wife, and who knew what they did behind closed doors, probably no holds barred!


    Thinking this, she was even more convinced that divorcing Maxwell was the best decision of her


    life. Maxwell noticed her expression, his eyes filled with an icy chill that was hard to miss. No one


    spoke, and a heavy atmosphere spread out from him, nketing the room.


    Darren, as the host, stood up under pressure to break the ice, "Mr. Templeton, please, take a seat."


    He had set up this whole event to cozy up to Maxwell''s good graces. Although things hadn''t gone


    as nned, he had achieved his goal, sort of. He just wasn''t sure if Maxwell was here for Rosemary


    or Victoria.


    Earlier, he had bad-mouthed Victoria pretty harshly to win Rosemary over, and now he was worrying


    he might have backed the wrong horse. Just the thought made him break out in a cold sweat. He


    couldn''t help but nce at Rosemary, only to catch an “Oh boy, you''re done for” look from her.


    Darren felt dizzy, wondering if he had not only backed the wrong horse but also misjudged


    Rosemary''s status. He was screwed!


    Victoria noticed that Maxwell''s gaze was fixed on Rosemary and softly called out, "Maxwell."


    Maxwell looked away, "Did the investment talks go well?"


    A hurt look shed across Victoria''s face, her lips bitten with two clear marks. She shook her head,


    "I guess Rosemary doesn''t want Darren to invest in our dance troupe."


    Rosemary, who had nned to just watch the drama unfold, couldn''t help but burst intoughter


    because of anger when she was suddenly med for everything.


    She took a moment to recall that she hadn''t said a word since Victoria arrived, nor had she


    interacted with Darren at all.


    "Ms. Temple, you can''t just be thick-skinned like that. Even national treasures have to perform some


    talent or act cute to get money. You think just by showing up, people should fall over themselves to


    hand you cash? They hesitate and they''re targeting you? Did you dance your brains away?"


    The first few remarks were just snarky, but thest one was a straight-up insult! Victoria''s face


    turned red, but she prided herself on being above such things and couldn''tsh out in public like


    Rosemary.


    "Rosemary, there''s no need for this. I''m not trying to steal Maxwell from you. He and I are just


    friends. Surely, just because he married you, he doesn''t have to cut off all his female friends?"


    Rosemary gave a cynical smile, "You could give that a try."


    It was like a loud, humiliating p across Victoria''s face, making her already paleplexion turn


    completely white.


    She turned to look at Maxwell. If this man had any bit of intention towards her, he wouldn''t have


    stayed uninvolved with her for so long after her return.


    Maxwell''s eyes narrowed as he watched Rosemary pushing him away, anger bubbling up inside


    him. He managed to restrain himself and said coldly, "How much investment do you need? I''ll


    handle the negotiations for you."


    A smile appeared on Victoria''s face, "Great."


    Darren was already ashen; seeing Maxwell escort Victoria over, he made room like a walking


    corpse. He tried to suck up and ended up shooting himself in the foot.


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    The atmosphere in the room quickly livened up. Darren hade with the intention of getting on


    good terms with Rosemary, so the people he brought were naturally good at socializing.


    The girl who had been talking to Rosemary whispered, "That woman reeks of desperation. Can’t Mr.


    Templeton sniff it out?"


    Rosemary sighed, resting her chin on her hand, "He can smell it. He''s just lovesick."


    Men were experts at calling out fakes, but they always fell for that type.


    With Maxwell there, no one dared to raise their voice, so even though Rosemary was sitting on the


    sidelines, she could still clearly hear the conversation on the other side.


    Maxwell casually yed with his ss, asking nonchntly, "Darren, you think Victoria''s dance isn''t


    worth your investment?"


    Previously, he had casually mentioned investing in the dance troupe, not really interested in such


    refinement, but faced with Maxwell''s question, Darren could only tough it out, "Ms. Temple''s dance


    is heavenly. It''s an honor for me to invest. I''ll have my secretary discuss the details with Tracy


    tomorrow and sign the contract!"


    Although Maxwell was talking to Darren, his gaze was fixed on Rosemary, who was chatting idly


    with someone next to her, not sparing a nce in his direction, seemingly unbothered by him


    showing up to support Victoria.


    Darren, anxious for Maxwell''s response, saw the man''s face turning stormy in the blink of an eye,


    the temperature around them plummeting.


    He said coldly, "In that case, let’s sign now."


    It was almost like the unspoken words “I don''t believe you” were written all over his face, and this


    was in front of everyone.


    Victoria was inwardly pleased but didn''t show it. She gently shook Maxwell''s arm, "Maxwell, maybe


    tomorrow? I think Darren''s here for a family gathering, and the contract needs to go through the


    legal department, so it can''t be rushed."


    Maxwell, dressed casually in a light sweater and a dark coat, didn''t lose any of his tough, dominant


    aura, especially when Victoria mentioned a “family gathering”, Darren distinctly felt Mr. Templeton''s


    icy re.


    He''d got confused. Did he seriously tick off Mr. Templeton by just throwing a family shindig?


    Maxwell said, "I''ll have Harvey handle it. It won''t take much time at all, right?"


    Darren forced a smile, "No need to bother Mr. Holiday with such a small contract. I''ll get someone


    from legal on it right away."


    Yeah right, had Harvey deal with it? He''d probably end up losing his shirt! Darren whipped out his


    phone to call thepany''s legal department. Maxwell nced over to where Rosemary had been,


    but she was gone.


    Victoria followed his gaze, "I just saw Rosemary step out to take a call. You wanna go look for her?"


    Before Maxwell could respond, Tracy, exasperated and right in front of him, said, "Victoria, you''re


    too kind-hearted. Have you already forgotten how Rosemary treated you just now?"