The Lamont Group had the market cornered when it came to AI technology. It was the untouchable giant in the industry. Anyone who hoped to get a slice of that lucrative pie had no choice but to play by its rules.

Jonathan let a half-smile play on his lips, while his face gave nothing away. “There’s always a chance,” he said, cool as a cucumber.

While the group was chatting away, Robin often found himself on the outskirts of the conversation. Seizing an opportunity, he excused himself and slipped out the side door into the garden.

Sophia was deep in conversation with Estelle until she noticed Robin’s departure. With a sly glint in her eye, she scooped up his jacket and followed him out.

Magdalen watched their retreat, while deftly shelling melon seeds with her delicate fingers; a teasing smirk showed on her lips. “That Robin, he’s not good enough for Sophia.”

“Hm?” Estelle, picking through a bowl of jelly beans, glanced up. “What do you mean?”

She hadn’t seen much of Robin, but on the surface, he seemed like a young man on the rise, both ambitious and competent.

And, to build a business from scratch at his age? That was no small feat!

just shelled into Estelle’s bowl. “Try the

her mouth and

bean. “So, what were

doesn’t love Sophia,”

you be sure?” Estelle

me on this.” Magdalen continued her nut-cracking, “The guy’s too focused on his goals. Call it ambition or call it opportunism, but either way, he’s not in the right place for a relationship. If he’d already made his mark, maybe it’d be different. But right now? Sophia’s bound to get the short end of

frowned with worry. “But

to see the warning signs,” Magdalen sighed. “Artists often get caught up in their

bit

“How so?”

I are both designers. Are you saying I’m all

you? You moved to J City for a guy, and you waited three

hardly

Otherwise, it wouldn’t

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