Chapter 301

Prescott had just been thrown out.

A wave of murmurs rippled through the crowd, everyone watching to see how Terrell would handle the situation with the Vaughan Group.

Terrell took the microphone from the host, his gentle eyes flicking briefly to Isadora.

When Isadora caught the reassuring look he sent her way, her nerves settled just a little.

But Terrell quickly looked away, addressing the audience once more.

"Our association is celebrating its 50th anniversary this year. From the very beginning, our goal has been friendly exchange and mutual growth. Over the years, we've become a benchmark in the industry. It's that openness and willingness to embrace new ideas that's allowed us to flourish."

"As for what just happened-this is ultimately a matter for the Vaughan Group to resolve internally. It's not our place to interfere or make hasty judgments."

With Mr. Fawcett's word, the crowd relaxed. The commotion faded, the drama slowly losing its sting.

Janet, Isadora's assistant, finally hurried back.

She kept her head down and spoke softly, "I'm sorry, President Vaughan-I wasn't able to call security in time."

a

Janet had a tendency for little schemes behind the scenes. But Isadora had forgiven her, remembering how Janet had been fresh out of college

expression hardened. "Starting today, you don't need to follow me

firing me just because I

laugh. "Do you really want me to list all the things you've done behind my

it to the Fitzgerald Group to pitch for

up something from so long ago. Back then, she'd just graduated—she hadn't wanted to get involved in the Vaughan family's internal feuds,

let things go, only to bring them up again later. Janet wasn't about

heel and stormed off, anger written all over her

spare her another glance. Her gaze found Terrell across the room, surrounded by a cluster of

until he was finally alone, then crossed

thank you for what you

his glasses, meeting her eyes.

Prescott's outburst, he could have

from the association right then and there. But he

"Why did you

smiled—a warm, gentle smile that put people at ease. "President Vaughan, don't

studying him

face. His eyes, behind his glasses, were deep but approachable, his skin smooth and fair-a true gentleman, refined and

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