Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival by Jobet GraySon

Chapter Thirty Eight

Amber’s POV.

I adjusted the folds of my dress, smoothing out the fabric with nervous fingers. Walking into the restaurant, I reminded myself of the purpose of this meeting to connect with Colonel Timothy

Miller, the man behind the 401 project.

He held the key to helping me take the project for myself, and he was my first step in turning everything Kayden and his family had ever worked for into dust.

It seemed surreal to imagine myself interacting with politicians and people connected to politics, but Richard had emphasized the importance of forging such alliances for my growth and success.

As I entered the restaurant, I quickly realized that my destination was beyond the general seating area. With a sigh, I bypassed the familiar hustle and bustle of the crowded dining area and made my way to the elevator. It was my ticket to the secluded rooftop space reserved for VVIPs.

Pressing the button for the rooftop level, I stood still as the elevator glided upward. My heart pounded in my chest, a rush of anxiety and excitement coursing through my veins. Richard had made sure I was well–prepared for this encounter, reminding me that certain privileges needed to be embraced to command respect and assert my presence in a place like this.

As the elevator doors opened, I stepped out to the secluded rooftop, the air tinged with sophistication and exclusivity. In the muted lighting. I presented my black card to the guard standing before the entrance. Richard had handed me this card, explaining that it signified limitless. wealth, a symbol of power and importance.

The guard inspected it and nodded, granting me access to the coveted VVIP area.

In the dimly lit space, a male waiter approached me, his demeanor professional and attentive. He inquired if I had a table reserved, his eyes scanning me from head to toe. Suppressing my nerves, I uttered my purpose with a calm and confident tone.

“I’m here to meet someone,” I replied, my voice steady. “Colonel Timothy Miller.”

The waiter’s eyes widened slightly, a flicker of recognition crossing his face. “Ah, Colonel Miller,” he acknowledged. “Please, follow me.”

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Leading the way, the waiter guided me through the sea of elegantly dressed individuals, each

engrossed in their own conversations and affairs. My gaze swept across the room, taking in the

mindblowing surroundings and the aura of power that seemed to permeate the air.

myself to remain focused and to use this opportunity to my advantage.

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Miller sat, engrossed in conversation with another gentleman. The waiter gestured

Miller, you have a guest,” the waiter announced respectfully,

shifted from his conversation partner to me, his face wearing a polite smile. “Ah, Miss Grey, I’ve been expecting you,” he greeted warmly, motioning for me to take a

join me.”

he had been

Miller with a warm smile. “Colonel Miller, it is truly an honor to meet you,” I said. “I appreciate you taking the time out of your busy day to meet

a moment too long. The look in his eyes made me feel uncomfortable, a

my chest. He seemed slightly flustered as he continued, “I didn’t expect to be honored with the presence of a beautiful woman like yourself. I thought I was just meeting a representative of Romero Constructions. I’m also quite confused as to why you’d want to

my polite smile. I let out a small chuckle, pretending to be flattered. “Oh, Colonel Miller, you are too kind,” I replied. “And for your other comment, I can assure you that Romero Constructions values every project, big or small.”

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interest in small projects like this one, so I assumed he

time.”

didn’t waver as I nodded, playing along with

my professional demeanor. “Romero Constructions does have several ongoing projects simultaneously, which could give off that impression. But believe

I said, my voice shifting toward a captivating tone. “I came here today because I wanted to talk to you about your

in his chair, crossing his arms over

“What do you want to

thoughts before I responded to Colonel Miller. I needed to

words wisely. “Before I tell you

do you intend to put

project?”

question. “Why are you pretending like you don’t

he

trying to maintain my innocent facade. “Oh, Colonel Miller, I assure you, I

I replied, my

jump to conclusions without verified information.”

fading. “Well, in that case,” he said, “I can