In the Lap of Luxury

Chapter 230

Chapter 230 Greetings With Hidden Intentions

“Wait, two guys vyirig for one girl? Do you remember Mr. Fulton, who was all chummy with Ms. Lewis before? Word on the street is that Mr. Fulton is now Mrs. Lewis‘ go–to guy.”

“Oh my, this is too melodramatic!”

Before they could dive deeper into the conversation, Benjamin stood up from the nearby couch, with Larry trailing him like a shadow. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“Mr. Hawkins, it’s just some people spinning tales. Don’t let it get to you.”

Benjamin stayed silent.

His eyes were dark, and his expression was beyond frosty. It was as if he had just stepped out

of a freezer.

The two of them walked to the elevator–one in the lead, the other following.

“Milady, there’s still plenty of potential in the Dunhill market. I’m considering making it the main focus for the next three years.”

“Your plan sounds solid. If we make it big in Dunhill, our profits could skyrocket.”

“Milady, you can count on me for this. I won’t disappoint you … Crude oil is where our future’s

at…”

As Timothy and Grace chatted, they made their way out of the elevator.

But their conversation hit a speed bump.

“Look who’s back. Ms. Lewis!”

Timothy’s words hit a sudden stop as a voice called out.

Grace turned to see a man. She smirked, giving a little wave as she walked over.

“Director Walker, what’s up? Fancy meeting you here!”

“I heard that you went through a near–death experience and almost lost your life. I was concerned, so I came to check on you. Are you okay?“!

Typical.

A greeting with hidden intentions.

Grace smirked. “Thanks for your concern, Director Walker. I’m fine! It was nothing major.”

Samuel nodded with a smile and an elder–like demeanor.

“That’s good. Ms. Lewis, the fashion show you organized was very successful and brought a

He continued, “But the financial statements for the first quarter are out, and we are far from the promised 30% increase in performance. Ms. Lewis, you need to keep working hard!”

Grace raised her eyes, confidently meeting his gaze. “It’s only been one quarter. Why are you being so anxious? Our deadline is a year. It’s uncertain wh last day.”

“That makes sense, Ms. Lewis! I’m just reminding you out of goodwill.”

Samuel laughed exaggeratedly and was about to leave.

But Grace stopped him. “Director Walker, when did you become interested in fashion design?”

Samuel’s smile instantly froze. He felt a bit uneasy but managed to maintain his composure. “I have a bit of interest in all aspects of the company’s business. Fashion is just one of those areas.”

Grace’s eyes narrowed. She wasn’t satisfied with his answer.

She had reviewed the surveillance footage from the fashion show and coincidentally spotted Samuel in the audience.

She wasn’t one to believe in such coincidences.

“Director Walker, you sure are diligent.”

There was a hint of sarcasm in her words, but Samuel pretended not to understand.

He walked away, but somehow it looked like he was fleeing. When the elevator opened, Samuel hurriedly entered but collided head– on with Benjamin, who happened to be coming out.

“Mr. Hawkins?”