Noah found himself entranced by the flickeringputer screen, his curiosity piqued as he strained to discern the identity of the figure on the disy...


    Suddenly, a voice rang out from beyond the room, "Mr. Noah!"


    The announcement was abrupt, "Your tutor has arrived!"


    Reacting instinctively, Noah swiveled his head towards the sound, responding with a weing, "Please,e in!"


    As his gaze returned to theputer screen, he found the intriguing figure had vanished into the vi. He noted with surprise that all the bodyguards bustling about were women. However, he chided himself for not paying more attention to the other aspects of the mountainousndscape.


    Peeping, after all, was hardly bing.


    The door swung open, and in walked the caregiver, apanied by the international economics tutor.


    "Hello, Helen!" Noah greeted the tutor warmly, gathering his materials tomence the lesson.


    Meanwhile, after wrapping up the morning meeting, Micah was gearing up for a visit to the project site.


    Chloe, in a flurry, approached him with news, "Mr. Clemens, the American Chamber of Commerce is hosting an event this afternoon. Would you care to attend?"


    "I was under the impression that you and Mr. Wood were attending?" Micah retorted, a hint of impatience creeping into his voice.


    "I''ve just received word that Miss James will be in attendance," Chloe swiftly informed him.


    Micah, who was about to sign off on some documents, paused at her words, instructing, "Let me review the meeting materials."


    "Of course." Chloe promptly handed over the documents.


    Micah scanned the documents. The event was a gathering of the top 101 businessmen from themerce sector at the Noble Summit Manor. They would engage in a series of discussions and exchanges on Asian business development, culminating in an evening banquet.


    This annual event, which rotated among various cities, garnered significant interest within the businessmunity.


    Numerous businessmen eagerly attended, and Micah, a revered figure in the Asian business world, had been a participant in previous years. However, he had been avoiding public engagements for the past two years, initially intending for Mr. Wood to represent him. But upon hearing of Sadie''s attendance, he promptly changed his mind.


    "All right, I''ll go," Micah replied.


    The prospect of seeing Sadie stirred a hint of excitement within him.


    "The event spans two days, and as per usual, we''ll be staying overnight," Chloe reminded him. "Should I prepare anything?"


    "Andrew will handle it," Micah responded, ncing at his wristwatch. "Bring the relevant documents and apany me."


    "Okay." Chloe pulled out the itinerary. "You have a few more appointments to squeeze in. We should depart around 4.00 p.m. The main event tonight is the wee dinner, with the meeting scheduled for tomorrow." "I understand." Micah nodded. "Andrew is out, so please inform him to get ready."


    "Sure," Chloe replied.


    With the change in ns, Micah found himself pressed for time toplete his current tasks, leaving little room for any other thoughts.


    At 4.00 p.m., Andrew packed his belongings at home and, escorted by a bodyguard, joined Micah en route to the event.


    Chloe and a handful of secretaries upied the second car, busily preparing the necessary documents for the meeting.


    Micah reclined in his seat, engrossed in the documents. Recently, the James Group had not only secured the Antic coastline but also poached several major clients, a development that thepany''s top brass took very seriously. Micah was cross-referencing the information of these clients, pondering how the James Group had managed to snatch the VIC Group''s old clients in such a short span.


    "The James Group certainly doesn''t dawdle," Andrew remarked. "I heard that Miss James personally visited these three clients and met with each of them. Following her departure, all three clients indicated that they would not be renewing their contracts with us."


    "That''s impressive." Micah mused, intrigued by the resourceful businesswoman, Miss James, and her remarkable sess.


    "Let''s see for ourselves today," Andrew suggested.


    "Mr. Clemens, look!" the driver, n, suddenly eximed.


    Micah turned his head and spotted a silver Rolls-Royce Phantom gliding by, adorned with a golden "J" emblem - the unmistakable insignia of the James Group. "Drive faster!" Micahmanded.


    "Yes, Sir." n immediately elerated to catch up with the car.