As she approached, n greeted her with a bow. “Miss Brown! I have heard so much about you from your boss. I wasn''t expecting you to get promoted so quickly. Your skills must be very promising, indeed.” “You tter me, Mr. Scott,” she replied politely as she sat down.


    She had done her homework and was now well-versed with his hobbies and personality. Needless to say, she honed in on theirmon interests and carried the conversation with ease. It was a pleasant exchange over all.


    When the time finally came, she presented the antique tes to n.


    “This is very kind of you” he said, chuckling in delight. “But we''ve only just met; how can I ept such a valuable gift?”


    But they both knew the unspoken rules that governed these social circles. If n had the intention to do business with her, he would ept her gift regardless of the norms. And so, they exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then n ept the gift. He leaned closer and whispered, “l am actually very impressed with that project proposal, you know! Mypany shall respond once the preliminary assessment is done” Melissa smiled and raised her winess in a toast. “Thank you, Mr.


    Scott.” n stared at her for a moment as an idea formed in his mind.


    Bears He happened to have a son.


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    This aforementioned son was in his thirties, and was of excellent character andmendable intelligence. The young man had lost his wife in an ident two years go, and he had been single ever since.


    Asit was, none of thedies of the upper society would ever waste their time on a man who had been married, not to mention that he was now a widower.


    And n himself would rather not have a divorced woman for a future daughter-inw.


    But as he studied Melissa now, he found that he was quite satisfied with her. Not only was she shrewd and capable, but she was very good- looking as well. She knew how to carry herself in the vicious world of business, all while maintaining her grace and gentility. She would make someone a very good wife, indeed.


    n made up his mind there and then. He was going to make her his son''s wife.


    With his n in ce, he began to let his guard down around her, and proceeded to steer their conversations from business to some personal matters, like their hobbies and interesting family trivia.


    Melissa''s brows furrowed slightly. She was confused by n''s sudden and unexpected zeal.


    Even so, she was d to have secured a solution to the financing problem.


    Eventually, n said his farewells and left. Melissa finished her ss of champagne and thought she should freshen up before taking her leave as well. She was in the bathroom when Marcus suddenly barged in and locked the door behind him.


    Melissa froze. She hadn''t even seen him the entire time she was in the auction hall.


    Marcus looked at her through the mirror as he walked over and turned off the tap. “Are you going to get n Scott to invest in your project? Why didn''t you consider my proposal?” Melissa broke eye contact and turned the tap on again.


    “Do you really think that''s appropriate?” she asked through the sound of running water.


    Marcus turned to face her, his expression serious. “Why the hell would it be inappropriate? There are no permanent allies or enemies in the business world, Melissa, only endless opportunities that you need to seize” She knew this, of course.