Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

After all the moguls, elites, and legacy families finished flexing their generosity at the charity event, the venue transitioned into a lavish buffet-style dinner.

With her stunning looks and classy aura, Aspen turned heads everywhere she went. She held a glass of red wine and chatted gracefully with several older men, most balding and sporting sizable beer bellies.

Meanwhile, Andrew looked utterly bored. He had filled a plate with food and was sitting alone, eating away like he had not had a proper meal in days.

Aspen caught a glimpse of him across the room and nearly lost it. She was working her tail off trying to network and promote Supreme Capital Group, while this so-called CEO was sitting on the sidelines, stuffing his face and acting like none of it mattered.

She could not help but wonder what he was even thinking. Ignoring Andrew's protests, she marched over, grabbed his arm, and dragged him across the room to introduce him to a balding man named Harry Dunham.

"Mr. Dunham, let me introduce you this is Mr. Lloyd from Supreme Capital Group. Mr. Lloyd, this is Mr. Dunham, a major player in Gabo Creek's grocery and food industry. His group is currently valued at over ten billion."

Harry gave Andrew a quick glance, then looked back at Aspen with a frown. "Ms. Aspen, you brought a date tonight?"

Aspen smiled and said, "Mr. Dunham, this is our CEO, Mr. Lloyd. He's not my date."

Harry scoffed. "Mr. Lloyd, huh? Sorry, but I've never heard of that company in our business circle. Excuse me."

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