Chapter 602

Brandon and Kent made their way to the reception room.

Harvey and Clark were already waiting there. Spotting the duo coming in, they stood up and reached out to shake hands with Brandon and Kent.

"Mr. Crawley, sorry for the intrusion."

"Mr. Ferber, that's not necessary," Brandon also extended his hand for a polite handshake before inviting them to take a seat at the table.

"What brings you to Starlight Group today, Mr. Ferber?" As Harvey took a seat, Brandon did the same, turning to him with a courteous smile.

"Just happened to be passing by and thought I'd drop in for a visit," Harvey replied with a pleasant smile, gently placing his phone on the table as he sat down.

Brandon followed suit, placing his phone on the table as well. Kent and Clark sat down beside them, each setting down their own phones.

Brandon turned his attention to Harvey, still sporting a cool but polite smile, "Mr. Ferber, your presence is a blessing for Starlight Group."

Harvey chuckled, "You flatter me, Mr. Crawley."

In the midst of conversation, his gaze shifted to Brandon, "I've heard Mr. Crawley has donated a science museum."

take a sip of tea, paused at the words and looked at Harvey, "And where did you hear that, Mr.

his eyes, however, keenly fixed on Brandon, "It's not important. The museum's designer is

teacup lid, hesitated slightly before

quickly faded as he looked intently at Brandon, "Mr. Crawley, can I ask for a favor? I'd like to meet this

eyes lost its mirth, seriously eager to meet the

he was absolutely certain the museum's designer was the person

a case of

he kept his exterior calm and composed. Kent also glanced

that moment, Kent's phone pinged with a WhatsApp notification, and almost simultaneously, Brandon's phone chimed with the same

seeing "wid_y6tymbg has accepted your

were the project lead. My bad for not accepting your request

message came through, Brandon's gaze stalled again. He grabbed his phone and apologetically glanced at

tone made Brandon's brow furrow, his fingertips idly tracing the edge of the

phone in Brandon's hand, and then

"Sorry, Mr. Ferber, I'm not acquainted with

was a clear refusal. Harvey didn't take offense,

smile, his fingertips still tracing the phone's edge,

back to business, discussing the docks until nearing noon when they

dining with Harvey and Clark. They talked more business, subtly probing each other's limits

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