ti got bbored /bbfleamed /beverything I bneeded /bto, to I thought, why note back ekly? Oh, and why didn’t you tell me shout byour /bdivirta ho 16 mnd out hom my phone alte exantal” Vanessained.

Arfa shnagged, her terrealm. “It’s not a big deal,”

Vanessa stared at her, incredulous, “What’s a big deal for your then?”

“Tood. That’s what matters right now,” Aria replied simply, cing Vanessa’s luggage into the trunk. “Come on, let’s head to Cloe’s ce.”

On the drive, Vanessa finished ranting about how awful foreign food was and shifted the topic to the fraud case from two years ago. “Those people are repeat offenders, backed by the Blood Association. They’re not easy to deal with.”

It was the bBlood /bAssociation again.

No wonder they dared to take on the Solemnity Guild’s job.

The Solemnity Guild must have offered a heftymission. If Aria bdied/bb, /bthey’d still get her money.

Aria tightened her grip on the steering wheel, a cold glint shing in her eyes. “They’re like fliesb–/bbso /bannoying”

Running away wouldn’t solve anything. Besides, they were not just after money; they wanted her dead.

Vanessa’s gaze turned cold as she looked down. “The sketch you sent me is it the guy they sent?”

Aria nodded. “Most likely. His name is Rhett Sutton, and he lives upstairs from me.”

Vanessa nodded. “Got it. I’ll look into him.”

The two girls walked into Navoron Restaurant, greeted bby /bba /bsmiling waitress, “Wee,dies. Pleasee in. Do you bhave /bba /breservation? if not, we have tables avable, and byou /bcan order right away.”

The waitress gestured to load them toward the main dining area.

Aria pulled out a card when someone called out to her, “Ms. Saxon?“,

Aria looked up and saw two familiar faces it was the directors from the Stars Group, Trenton Stewart and Victor Walker.

She gave a slight nod

A middle–aged man trailing behind suddenly asked, “Is Aria Saxon ba /bbshareholder /bof the Stars Group?”

The man bwas /b

was one of Hayes Group’s executive directorsb, /bJohnny

ny bKramer/b.

Today, he was representing Hayes bGroup /bin project negotiations with the Stars Group, specifically regarding the coboration that had been canceled with Cole Group

Since bAria /bband /bJohnny were the respective representatives of their groups, they naturally knew each other.

Aria had intended to exchange pleasantries, but before she could, Victor and Trenton quickly denied it. “No, she’s notb! /bbShe’s /ba shareholder of the Cole Groupb, /bnot the Stars Group.”

Their tone was overly urgent, as if trying to distance themselves from her.

Johnny noticed something bwas /boff and cast a questioning look at Aria.

She arched a brow, her eyes shing with faint helplessness.

b1/2 /b

bVictor /bbquickly /bchanged the subject, stepping side to stand in front of Arts and extending his hand. “Mr Kramer, this way,

Johnny set aside his doubts and nodded. “Alfight, let’s go.”

Vanessa watched their retreating figures, her expression darkening. “The Stars Group is denying your statos?*

Ana bsaid /btly, “Not entirely. It’s not important.”

Vanessa let out a frustrated sigh. “You always do this acting like it’s no big deal when it clearly is

Aria pulled out a tinum card marked with a special number. “I’ll take this suite.”

The waitress frore for a moment upon seeing the number and then quickly recovered, her tone unconsciously tinged with respect. “Apologies, Ladies. Please follow me this way.”

Noticing Aria following behind, Victor and Trenton exchanged a worried bnce/b, their faces clouded with concern.

They wondered, “Is she gonna confront us for denying her shareholder status? Will bshe /brefute us in front of everyone? But she’s agreed not to reveal her identity!”

The two grew increasingly anxious, their nerves on edge, hearts pounding as she approached,

However, Aria and Vanessa walked past them and headed in the opposite direction.

The waitress opened the door to the suite, and Aria, along with Vanessa, stepped inside.

Victor and Trenton widened their eyes as they spotted the que reading “Golden Premier Suite

They were thinking, “The Golden Premier Suite is reserved for the most distinguished guests at Navoron Restaurant. Even Mr. Oconnor couldn’t get in- how did Aria Saxon manage it?”

bStill /bgrappling with their surprise, Victor and Trenton entered another suite to begin their business discussion.

The atmosphere was cordial, and Johnny appeared quite satisfied.

Just as Victor and Trenton thought everything was proceeding smoothly, Johnny suddenly basked/b, “Are you sure Aria Saxon isn’t a shareholder of the bStars /bGroup?”

Both Victor and

Trenton promptly denied it, saying “Nob, /bshe isn’t,”

Johnny’s expression clouded with hesitation. Benjamin had once mentioned that Aria might bbe /bthe elusive shareholder of the Stars Group. If that were true; there’d be no need to hesitate–he could sign the contract immediately.

However, Victor and Trenton insisted she wasn’t

“Is there something bothering you, Mr. Kramer? Trenton asked cautiously.

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