Chapter 1288

After about fifteen minutes of chatting with Professor Vinson, lan walked over. He greeted the professor, then said to Eleanor, “Dr. Sutton, excuse me, but some international colleagues would like to meet you. Please come with me p>

Eleanor looked at the professor, who waved a kind hand. “Go on, go on. Business comes first p>

Eleanor nodded, stood up, and followed lan to another group of people in the hall. As they approached, a man walked toward them enthusiastically. “Mr. Goodwin.” “Mr. Dewitt, let me introduce you. This is Dr. Sutton,” Ian said with a smile.

“Dr. Sutton, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you in person,” Aaron said, his eyes full of admiration and praise.

While they were exchanging pleasantries, another friend came over to greet him. lan turned his head slightly and leaned close to Eleanor’s ear. “Eighty percent of the donations for your project came from Mr. Dewitt here p>

Eleanor’s eyes widened in shock. She never would have guessed that this gentle, refined-looking man was the fund’s largest contributor. Her polite expression now held a new level of respect and gratitude. “Mr. Dewitt, thank you so much for your support of scientific research p>

Aaron smiled and waved his hand, his tone sincere. “Please, Dr. Sutton, there’s no need to thank me. I should be thanking you. Your research papers and past achievements convinced me. I’ve always wanted to put my money into cutting-edge tech that can actually change how we treat people p>

There was no trace of condescension in his tone, only a deep respect for science, which helped Eleanor relax.

“You’re too kind, Mr. Dewitt. I will be sure to put every dollar of the funding to good use. I won’t let you down,” Eleanor said.

“I trust Mr Goodwin’s judgment, and

I trust in your abilities, Dr. Sutton Aaron sald, giving lan a meaningful glance. lan reached out and clapped him lightly on the shoulder. “Let’s

have a drink, then p>

Eleanor raised her champagne flute to toast with Aaron. A moment later, a glass of red wine clinked against hers, and the three of them drank together.

Afterward, Aaron and Eleanor discussed some aspects of her research field. His insights were quite sharp, making it clear he was not an uninformed investor.

lan stood by without saying much, occasionally engaging with others who approached him. His eyes, however, kept drifting back to Eleanor, as if he were keeping watch over something.

About fifteen minutes later, Aaron stepped away to take a call. Eleanor realized this was the person lan had wanted her to meet tonight. A twenty billion-dollar investment, with eighty percent coming from Mr. Dewitt-it was truly astonishing. Cóntent

“How did it go?” a low voice asked from beside her.

Eleanor composed herself and looked at the perfectly calm lan. “Why didn’t you tell me this before I came p>

lan adjusted his glasses. “I didn’t tell you before because I didn’t want to pressure you. I’m telling you now so that you know where things stand p>

Eleanor was speechless for a moment. If the fund was primarily backed by a private investor, with The Guild of Commerce only contributing twenty percent, it did relieve a significant amount of pressure.

“Thank you,” she said.

lan gave a faint hum of acknowledgment and said no more. But behind Eleanor’s back, Aaron raised his glass to him from across the room in a silent toast. lan gave him a slight nod in return.

From a distance, Walden Wells also

noticed Aaron, and his expression turned grim: This wealthy

international businessman was incredibly powerful and influential in global finance circles. He had just

spent over ten minutes talking

privately with Eleanor. Had lan

managed to get him on board as an investor?