Chapter 666
Chapter 666 That Is Her Father
To Avery''s surprise, as their car passed through the town where the project was located, they
unexpectedly ran into William.
Dressed in casual farming attire, William led a group of people on a rural research trip. With his sleeves
rolled up, he walked at the forefront, engaging in friendly conversation with the vigers. Every now and
then, he would bend down to help the vigers harvest vegetables, showing no signs of bureaucratic
airs.
Avery sat in the car, looking at him through the window. Suddenly, her eyes warmed up, filled with an
indescribable feeling.
That was her father.
Only after the car had traveled far away, did she finally withdraw her gaze.
Avery, along with several project managers, arrived at the destination mentioned in Patrick''s tender
proposal to conduct an on-site survey.
The site mentioned by Patrick was an untouched barren hill in Horbah. The area was extremely vast,
roughly a few thousand acres in size. It is about six kilometers away from the famous Cresby River
scenic spot.
Avery was dressed infortable sportswear, with athletic shoes on her feet, prepared for a hike.
Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, revealing her delicate and fair heart-shaped face. She looked
as if she had just graduated, standing out among a crowd of middle-aged managers with their
potbellies. She stood out.
Although this hill was referred to as a barren hill, it was not barren at all. Due to its rtively low
altitude, the trees growing on it were lush and thriving. Coupled with the undtingndscape and the
chirping of birds, there was a wild, unrestrained natural beauty.
Along the journey, Avery held a notebook, attentively listening to Patrick as he spoke about the history
and potential value of this barren hill while jotting down various data.
Because the journey was long and far, Avery''s fair and delicate face was flushed because of the heat.
Beads of sweat glistened on her high-bridged nose. They seemed like pearls on white jade Illuminated
by the sunlight, leaving one utterly dazzled.
Patrick had initially thought that Avery, being such a petite and delicate woman, would have an
average, if not subpar, physique. However, to his surprise, she was incredibly agile and energetic when
climbing the hill.
Several managers were panting and sweating profusely having walked less than half the distance due
to theirck of exercise over the years. Surprisingly, Avery, who appeared to be a delicate and weak
woman, quickly outpaced these men.
Some middle-aged managers were quite dissatisfied with Avery''s decision to check the site out,
thinking that the n proposed by Patrick was utterly foolish.
Smart people would always bid for those golden plots ofnd with development potential. Who would
want to bid for a barren hill?
They even felt that the acting CEO had lost her mind. It was one thing for a subordinate to propose
something so hideous, but as the acting CEO, not only did she not reject his proposal but she joined
him in this pointless quest. Besides, they were dragged into this mess, suffering along with them. It was
simply iprehensible.
However, despite their deep resentment, no one dared to oppose her decision openly.
After all, the acting CEO held nearly half of the shares in Trident Group. She had absolute authority
and the final say. They could only follow her, albeit reluctantly, to conduct on-site inspections.
“Mr. Doyle!” Avery, who was inspecting the barren hill, suddenly stopped in her tracks and waved at
Patrick.
Patrick who was a few steps behind, heard Avery calling his name.
He trotted over to Avery, rubbing his hands together as he asked, “Ms. Rumpley, what''s the matter?”
Patrick appeared to be around thirty-five years old. He wasn''t particrly tall and was slightly
overweight. His face was dark and often broke into a simple, honest smile. At first nce, he seemed
like a very straightforward man.
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Patrick didn''t dare to look into Avery''s eyes, for the woman''s eyes were simply too clear.
Although there were many beautiful women in Trident Group, due to Patrick''s shabby attire, his strong
ent, and his unimpressive appearance, most women looked at him with disdain and some even
ridicule him. Very few people, like Avery, did not despise him at all and treated him genuinely.
“Mr. Doyle, this hill doesn''t seem to have any special features. Apart from its low altitude and its
proximity to the Cresby River tourist area, there''s no water flow on the hill, and the scenery is quite
ordinary. Why do you n to bid for this barren hill?” Avery closed her notebook and asked softly.
Project Manager A immediately sneered, “Mr. Doyle, this ce is so far from the main city area and the
transportation is inconvenient. Let alone having a subway or light rail, there isn''t even a regr bus
service. The only option is to drive yourself. Is this the great location you''ve chosen? It''s truly an eye-
opener for us!”
Project Manager B wiped the sweat off his cheek, panting heavily. He pointed at the hard rocks
scattered all over the ground and said in frustration, “Did you buy this barren hill intending to develop it
into a tourist spot? Please don''t make meugh. Let''s not even mention how close we are to the
Cresby River tourist area. There are no historical relics or outstanding naturalndscapes here.
Besides, the condition here is so poor, it would be difficult to create artificialndscapes.”
Project Manager C was even more blunt, expressing his dissatisfaction directly. “Mr. Doyle, we''vee
all this way to this godforsaken ce just to see this utterly ordinary barren hill? Are you messing with
us? Ms. Rumpley, I suggest we go back. I don''t see any point in continuing the survey for this project.”
Everyone was talking at once, their discussions filled with various usations, causing the normally
reticent Patrick''s face to turn red.
He nced at Avery somewhat nervously, tightly clutching his own hair. Even his speech was
somewhat stuttering, “Ms... Ms. Rumpley, I...”
Avery gave Patrick an encouraging smile. “It''s okay, Mr. Doyle. I believe you have your reasons for
choosing this barren hill. Take your time, we''re not in a hurry.”
Patrick''s face flushed even more as he looked into Avery''s trusting eyes and listened to her gentle
words.
However, he mustered up the courage to say, “I... I choose to bid for this ce... not for developing a
tourist area, but to build houses here... This hill has been deserted for a long time. The government
once wanted to turn it into a tourist spot, but the area is too small, and the natural conditions limit its
potential. It''s a waste to change it, but a pity to abandon it too. This wastnd has be a hot potato
for the government. I think, since it''s far from the main city area and the government is eager to get rid
of it, the price must be extremely cheap. Thus, I believe this is our opportunity. Although it''s remote, the
air here is rich in oxygen and the vegetation is lush. If we buy this wastnd, we can level the hill to
build houses...”
Due to the attention focused on him, Patrick found it somewhat difficult to speak smoothly.
Avery patiently listened to his exnation, pping her hands and said, “Mr. Doyle, you''re making a
good point. Please continue.”
Upon hearing Avery''s encouragement, Patrick disregarded the disdainful looks from the other project
managers.
His voice rose slightly. “Moreover, the climate here is mild, with diverse scenery throughout the four
seasons, and greenery covers nearly seventy to eighty percent of the area. Although there''s no water
source on the hill, it''s close to the reservoir at the foot of the hill, so the natural resources are abundant.
In addition, it''s only five kilometers away from a ten-thousand-acre Wellingleche Orchard. After moving
in, homeowners can pick fresh fruits and melons all year round. And there''s more...”
Patrick was passionately discussing his n, and by the time he finished, almost half an hour had
passed.
Avery patiently listened to him until the end.
Then, she nodded knowingly, “Mr. Doyle, once we return, please prepare a moreprehensive n.
I''m interested in purchasing this barren hill.”