92 Strategies at the Soiree

The gala, masterminded by Lennox, was the talk of the town. The lavish affair, meant as a welcome- back celebration, had drawn a crowd that surpassed all expectations. It was a who’s who of the business world, with everyone eager for a glimpse of the man of the hour and his groundbreaking Al project.

Inga, now part of Emma’s entourage, couldn’t hide her astonishment at the turnout. “He’s just in AI Is he really worth this fuss?” she muttered, barely concealing her disdain. Emma, however, understood the gravity of Lennox’s presence better. “He’s not just any AI developer, Inga. His tech could change the game, and everyone here knows it,” she responded, her eyes scanning the room with a strategic mind.

Jada, always one step ahead, chimed in, “Lennox is more than his tech. His family connections alone. are enough to draw a crowd like this. People aren’t just after his project; they’re after his network.”

As the trio navigated the sea of guests, Inga split off, her ambition guiding her towards potential allies. Emma and Jada continued their reconnaissance, evaluating the room’s dynamics. “Everyone’s looking for the ideal partner, including Lennox,” Emma noted. “Tonight’s about more than mingling -it’s about finding our next move.”

gaze landed on a familiar face–her brother, mingling with ease among the high–profile guests. Jada caught the direction of Emma’s gaze and

perhaps it’s your missed opportunity. Should I

the suggestion. “No, let’s focus on

Alex. The familiarity between them was unmistakable. Emma stopped in her

for,” Emma murmured, a strategic glint in her eye. The revelation shifted Emma’s approach, steering her away from a direct encounter

dawned on Jada. “So, what’s

more than just forming alliances. It’s about understanding where we stand in this evolving

Jada maneuvered through the crowd, gathering insights and forging subtle connections. With each interaction, Emma’s reputation as a shrewd

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