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Chapter 119

Chapter 119

Dalton blinked.

His amusement subsided slightly, assuming that Leo had greeted her in advance.

He quickly hid the hint of disappointment and responded coldly, "Good cooperation."

As they pulled up to the grand entrance of the hotel, the warm glow of chandeliers spilled onto the pavement, reflecting off the polished cars waiting at the valet. The evening air carried a crisp chill, a stark contrast to the tension that suddenly thickened the atmosphere.

Nora stepped out of the car, her heels clicking softly against the marble steps.

Leo followed closely behind, his sharp gaze scanning their surroundings with habitual caution.

Just as they were about to head toward the elevator, Dalton came to a sudden halt, his attention snapping to a familiar pair walking in from the opposite entrance.

Arnold and Linda.

For a brief moment, Dalton hesitated before deciding to acknowledge them. His lips curled into a practiced smile as

he adjusted his jacket and took a step forward.

Leo and Nora, however, shared a quick glance. They had no interest in lingering. Without a word, they walked straight to the elevator, their steps synchronized, their backs straight with quiet resolve.

Linda noticed this and felt a sting of dissatisfaction in her chest. They didn't even spare her a second glance.

She turned her attention back to Dalton, offering a delicate smile. “So, did you manage to secure the partnership?" she asked, her voice smooth but carrying an undertone of curiosity.

Dalton met her gaze with an air of indifference, nodding. "Yes, it's settled."

smile.

attachment to her-that had caused the initial fallout with

firm as ever about not working

how had

raced. Had Leo changed his stance? Did this mean that when push came to shove, Leo

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curled slightly at

the case, then maybe Nora wasn't as indispensable to Leo

inexplicable ripple

said

the compliment with a short nod before stepping out of the elevator

room he had reserved, his thoughts lingered momentarily on Nora. She had been... measured tonight. Not cold, not openly hostile-just distant,

necessarily a good

serious conversations about business prospects. The clinking of glasses and soft murmurs of restaurant staff blended into the background as they negotiated terms, mapped out future collaborations,

at a steady pace. She listened without showing much interest, speaking only

content to ignore her, soon found himself noticing

she did interject, her insights were sharp

had assumed she was merely present as

input held weight. She wasn't just a famous name attached to STARLINE Studios; she understood

She had strength.

eyes slightly,

meal, she excused herself

her presence seemed to shift the energy in the room, but Dalton

the conversation

the restrooms was quieter, the noise from the dining hall fading into a soft murmur. Just

someone.