My Mirror Image

Chapter 0215

Sieg commented casually, “The Zink family’s influence is on the rise. It makes sense to forge a relationship with them.”

This laid–back approach was why Sieg, known for his carefree lifestyle as a wealthy heir, maintained a wide network of friends.

The Frowlers ran a business in the industry sector, which attracted many people who wished to interact with them. Inadvertently, it broadened Sieg’s circle to include various contacts from business and non–business alike.

Alex acknowledged this with a hum.

Their circle’s networking was complicated, and a connection with the Zink family, known for their restaurant business, was indeed advantageous.

Sensing Alex’s interest, Sieg teased, “It’s surprising to see you so invested, even planning for

Sonia’s birthday.”

Sonia had subtly mentioned her upcoming birthday in their group chat, showing a mix of

excitement and reservation.

Alex didn’t contradict him, but the look in his eyes was cold. He changed the topic and said. “My company has been negotiating with Solaris recently. Their person in charge has taken an unorthodox approach.”

“You mean Quinton Holding?” Sieg queried, eyebrow raised. “I’ve heard about some internal issues with the Quintons, possibly a power struggle.”

“Errol Quinton, their current frontman, is as useless as me,” Sieg said with self–mockery.

Alex shot a glance at him, slightly mocking. “At least you’re self–aware.”

Unperturbed, Sieg went on, “So, you’re looking to take advantage of Errol… interesting.”

He stopped abruptly, noticing Jackson approaching. His demeanor naturally shifted to a more

friendly tone. “Hey, Jackson. It’s been a while.”

Jackson had a good rapport with Sieg. He nodded politely and said, “Indeed, what a coincidence

to see you here.”

Yet, when his gaze shifted to Alex, it was discernibly colder.

friendship, Sieg suggested with a

dinner together

attention briefly caught by a call on

Alex inside to meet Jonathan. After that, the pair

call, and his earlier displeasure at seeing Alex

with warmth.

waiting for

Candice and Hanley arrived

didn’t you both come together?” Jackson asked.

just had some things to handle,” Candice responded briefly, and

informal gathering. Jackson introduced the place. “This restaurant is owned by a friend, known for its

while Hanley, growing impatient, ribbed, “Have you gotten used to being a nanny at Fesa? Why are

face tightened, and he gave Hanley a

interaction. The talks between Dream Search and Hanley’s side were still going on. Both parties

the upper

table and complained, “Is dining with me so dull

recently caught up on family matters and fallen behind at work. I’m trying to catch up whenever

always the one with a slight smile in his eyes. He turned to Hanley and was about

say something.

really helpful lately. Let me treat you

when he heard this.

Instead, he shared some stories from Fesa, making

Candice excused herself

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Mexican–style decor, featured an abundance of greenery

and walked past a giant hanging house plant,

gone out to answer a call, and the scolding from his father on the other end

mood.

standing nearby in the corridor. The narrow corridor was lined with diverse plants, leaving little room for

a steady voice, “You’re in the way.”

glared at Candice, Sieg’s eyes flashed with annoyance.

own this

her with a mix of defiance and

clicked his tongue in disdain. His demeanor was menacing as

ridiculed, “Playing the ice queen, Candice? Do you think you’re still the Chief Secretary