I calmly replied, "Mr. Martin, do you have other intentions?"

"Haha... I have no ill intentions, Ms. Chloe. I want to express my hospitality, especially since I've always had a soft spot for beautiful women like you."

"You've flattered me enough, Mr. Martin. What did you want to discuss?"

"Jeremiah, tell them to serve the food. We can chat while dining," Martin ordered. "Ms. Chloe, you've been discussing business all day, so you must be hungry. Let's eat first and then talk later.” He had a gentle expression, as if he were my old friend.

Jeremiah rushed to the door and signaled a waiter to bring the food. I took my bag, rummaged through it, and casually turned on my recording pen.

I noticed Martin watching me, so I took a pack of wet wipes and placed it on the table to avoid suspicion. Immediately after, I calmly put my bag behind my chair.

I pulled out a wet wipe and wiped my hands, but Jeremiah seemed dissatisfied. "What is the meaning of this, Ms. Chloe?"

feigned surprise. "W-What do

Martin and

hands after the handshake. I asked Martin, "Isn't it time for dinner? Is there a problem with me wiping my hands before eating?" Martin's lips twitched before he smiled. "It's no problem at

the wet wipe

for dinner, correct? Since we're business people, business

a hint of admiration. He nodded and said, "All right, let's return

he seemed to drop his guard against

in Foswood. That was also my cousin's recommendation since I lack a

Chad as he spoke. I knew I was right in assuming Chad was a close

People are more demanding these days, especially regarding quality. Those I previously collaborated with were just

meant

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