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Lucy paused, her countenance momentarily suspended, before her smile intensified, radiating an even
greater brilliance.
Leaning closer to Grace, she feigned a discreet conversation, her voice barely audible. “Those three
directors hold significant sway within ourpany, known figures in their own right. The fate of our
artists rests in their hands. Ms. Salen, I implore you not to antagonize them.”
Grace nodded expressionlessly.
Once their private conversation concluded, they pivoted gracefully
The three directors fixed their gaze upon Grace, their eyes gleaming with avarice, an unsettling sight
that stirred a wave of nausea within her.
“Director Salen, I must say, you more than live up to your reputation. I mean, not only are you drop-
dead gorgeous, but your figure is on point too.”
One of the directors, Mr. Wesley, spoke up.
Grace responded with a gracious smile, I’m truly ttered. You all are the ones who truly stand out.”
Lucy extended a weing gesture, inviting everyone to have a seat.
Lifting her ss, she took the initiative to toast Grace. “Here’s to you, Ms. Salen, for engaging in our
first face-to-face business discussion since assuming your role. I raise my ss in a toast, wishing you
every sess.”
She insisted, pressing the ss of red wine into Grace’s hand.
Grace elegantly swirled the wine ss and brought it to her nose, savoring the aroma. “The 1982
Lafite, truly a splendid choice.”
With a gentle smile, she delicately clinked sses with Lucy before raising her head and swiftly
downing the contents in one gulp.
Another director chimed in, offering a ttering remark. “I must admit, Director Salen, I’m pleasantly
surprised by your knowledge of red wine. Your expertise in drinking is awe-inspiring, and your charm is
undeniable. Please allow me to raise a toast in your honor.”
Grace inquired, “Wasn’t today’s agenda meant to cover the casting decisions for Epicent Films script?
Why was there no mention of it?”
The directors disyed a nonchnt demeanor. “Certainly, we will address it, but it’s customary to
enjoy a drink before diving into business matters at the table. Director Salen, you know the rules, don’t
you?”
The three directors smiled and raised their sses, toasting her one after another.
Grace didn’t refuse. She drank one ss after another.
In the president’s office of the Grammer Group.
A knock echoed through the door as Tim entered. Carrying himself with respect, he handed over a
piece of information regarding Grace.
“Mr. Fallen, we have verified this information three times. This is the result. Please take a look”
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Edgar epted the document and studied its contents intently, his brow slightly furrowed, reviewing it
repeatedly.
On the surface, her experience appeared wless, and her life seemed ordinary.
However, there was only a single sentence mentioning her experience before age 15, with no specific
details provided. The circumstances surrounding her time in the orphanage remained a mystery as
well.
Was there truly someone in the world that even elite hackers couldn’t uncover?
Seeing through Edgar’s doubts, Tim asked, “Would you like them to persist in their investigation?” “No
need,”
Edgar closed the document, cing it atop the stack of papers. “She intentionally obstructed our efforts
to uncover her past. It would be futile to persist in the investigation. However, her family background
must be far from ordinary.”
He walked purposefully towards the panoramic window, lighting a cigarette, his gaze growing somber.
Tim powered on the iPad and inquired, “Mr. Fallen, you had a dinner engagement scheduled a week
ago. Are you still interested in attending?”
“Yes.”
At the dinner party of Epicent Films.
The four of them took turns encouraging Grace to drink, raising their sses in toast three times.
Despite the repeated offers, Grace graciously epted each one without refusal.
They had consumed six bottles of red wine.
Nevertheless, her cheeks had only taken on a faint rosiness, and she appeared even more captivating
beneath the illumination. Yet, her eyes shone with unusual brilliance.
Lucy shook her head, a hint of mncholy clouding her.
She hadn’t anticipated Grace’s exceptional tolerance for alcohol. How could Grace remain unfazed
while she and the three directors started feeling drunk?
They were practically at their limit.
Grace poured herself another ss of red wine and downed it, although no one asked her to drink
this time.
Then, with those clear and radiant eyes, Grace fixed her gaze on each of them in turn. Her smiles,
while beautiful, carried a hint of subtle sarcasm.
They were all impressed!
They werepletely in awe!
If they hadn’t witnessed it firsthand, they would never have believed that this woman could remain
unaffected by alcohol.
“Directors, Ms. Gordan, why have you stopped drinking? Shouldn’t we proceed with our business.
matters if we truly won’t be drinking any further?”
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Grace took the initiative.
She proposed a toast to them.
The three directors cast swift, sharp nces at Lucy, conveying their expectation for her to do
something.
They had reached their limits. Any further drinking would likely result in them copsing to the ground.
Lucy clenched her teeth, fully aware that she couldn’t let things continue this way.
Luckily, before she arrived, Sarah had given her a bag of some secret stuff that waspletely
undetectable in color and taste. It was meant to ensure that nothing would go wrong.
She shared a knowing nce with Director Moore, who understood her intention, and he responded
with a smile.
“Director Salen, have you had a chance to review the script n for our new male lead?” Director
Moore inquired.
As he asked, Director Moore retrieved a document and extended it to Grace. “Here’s thetest version.
Director Salen, why don’t you take a look and let me know your preferences?”
Grace stood up to retrieve the document.
Suddenly, a snapping sound echoed through the room.
It turned out that next to her, Lucy dropped her wine ss by ident.
“Excuse me, Ms. Salen! It was unintentional. Perhaps I’ve had a bit too much to drink tonight. Let me
get you a new ss and pour you another drink.”
Grace cast a meaningful nce at Lucy but did not intervene.
After a brief moment, Lucy returned with a fresh wine ss, filled to the brim with red wine, and
obediently handed it to Grace.
Mr. Jameson and Lucy continued to exchange nces, their anticipation evident. They couldn’t wait to
raise their sses once more and offer a toast to Grace.
Grace declined, not epting the offered ss. “There’s no need to rush. Let’s consider this ss of
wine as the end of the evening,” she remarked.
Mr. Jameson, notprehending her intentions, echoed in agreement, “Alright, alright, whatever the
beauty says.”
“I’ve carefully examined the character list, and something seems off here…” Gracemented, her
voice tinged with a hint of intrigue. As she spoke, she subtly shifted her ss.
Grace stood up, clutching the document, and slightly leaned her body as she handed it over to Mr.
Jameson.
Mesmerized by her alluring physique, the three directors were left momentarily stunned.
Lacking proper support, Grace ced the documents on two nearby goblets and proceeded to highlight
and discuss their contents.
The directors’ attention wasn’t focused on the documents at that moment. Their primary desire was to
expedite and conclude the discussion as quickly as possible.
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Regardless of Grace’s methods and suggestions, they were all well-received by the directors.
Mr. Jameson eagerly lifted his ss once more. “Director Salen, now that the business matters have
been resolved, why don’t we raise our sses to toast to our future coboration?”
Grace didn’t decline the invitation. She picked up her ss and lightly clinked it with the others but
didn’t take a sip immediately.
The four of them drank quickly and looked at Grace with expectation and excitement.
The dark red wine smelled intoxicating.
Grace brought the wine to her lips, hesitated for a moment, and drank it up.
In just a few seconds, her eyes became blurred. She shook her head in a daze and finally fell on the
table, unable to resist.
The four of them looked at the remaining goblets and smiled triumphantly.
Halfway through the meal, Edgar came out of the private room and went to the bathroom.
On the way back, he passed the emergency passage and identally saw a familiar woman talking toBelongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.
a plump man in the corner.
He took a closer look and found the woman who unted her BMW to Grace earlier in the garage.
Edgar was not interested in gossip. He turned his head and was about to leave when he keenly heard
their conversation.
“Mr. Jameson, remember to remind the other two directors to record Grace and send it to me after it’s
over. Also, remember to contact me for Mr. Wesley and Mr. Lewis’ business in the future.”
“Don’t worry. Of course, we won’t forget about you.”
After saying that, Mr. Jameson rubbed his hands and hurried to the private room to enjoy the night with
Grace.
However, as soon as he turned his head, his cor was suddenly grabbed.