Chapter 38

Quinnlyn and Patricia exchanged glances in the back seat. They couldn't hear Mikayla's call, but her expression made it clear it wasn't a pleasant one. This is how it is with rich families; they thought. However, not being the ones to gossip, they remained silent for the rest of the ride.

The black car pulled up in front of the Prairie Hotel. Mikayla got out, regaining her composure. "Patricia, play it by ear later. When you see him, flatter him, but be tactful, she instructed.

They arrived at the reserved private room twenty minutes early. Mikayla had Quinnlyn confirm with the hotel staff that everything was ready They muted their phones and waited.

"Mr. Ziegler, welcome! Quinnlyn's voice called from outside the room, reaching Mikayla and Patricia inside.

Mikayla stood up and plastered an elegant smile.

"Mr. Ziegler, this way, please! Quinnlyn led Conrad Ziegler, a middle-aged man of medium build, into the private room.

He didn't think women should be in business meetings, especially someone like

of food on the table caught his eye. Although Conrad was the top authority at Northill Factory, it was the first time he felt respected as such. Usually, wealthy people didn't take him seriously and often looked down on him. At every

the chair at the head of the table

bom with a silver

was her goal all along. From the moment Conrad entered the room, she had anticipated his every move. "You do! You definitely are Mr. Jorge Salvatore's daughter. The way you

Patricia a subtle nod. Patricia grabbed a bottle of

Patricia called out

caught on. His eyes widened when he saw the bottle

people. After three rounds of drinking, Mikayla noticed Conrad was somewhat

the glass and then put it down, "Alas!

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