Chapter 1014
Chapter 1014:
Babette received the message and instantly forwarded it to her own team. In Crobert, a powerhouse like Watson Group never lacked first-hand intelligence.
As Babette waited, someone beside her coughed softly, snapping her back to the present. Startled, she realized the entire room was watching her—especially Brandon, whose slight frown carried unmistakable displeasure.
“Miss Watson, Mr. Watson just asked you…” someone prompted gently.
Babette blinked and quickly answered the question. When the attention shifted away, she exhaled in quiet relief.
But Brandon didn’t look away immediately. His gaze lingered, cool and assessing, until Babette’s heartbeat quickened.
Finally, he turned back to the agenda, allowing the meeting to continue. As soon as it ended, Babette gathered her documents and slipped out, heading straight for the conference.
Brandon watched her leave, his expression unreadable.
Back at the exhibition, the robotics company’s founder spoke with growing confidence.
“We have other technologies under active development,” he announced. “We’re very confident in these breakthroughs. For this round of funding, however, we’re setting strict entry requirements p>
He paused, letting the anticipation build. “First, there will be a significant financial threshold. We’re seeking investors with the resources to match our ambition p>
“And if there happen to be additional opportunities, well, that would be even more advantageous…” The founder of the impressive yet mysterious company let his voice trail off meaningfully as he continued elaborating on various aspects of the potential partnership.
Taylor shifted restlessly in her seat, anxiety creeping up her spine. Her eyes kept darting toward Millie, searching for any telltale sign of what she might be thinking. But Millie’s expression remained as unreadable as carved stone, betraying nothing of the thoughts swirling beneath the surface.
𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝙜Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⩷𝖼𝗈𝗺
The founder droned on about funding requirements, operational scale, and resource allocation—each criterion seemingly designed to eliminate fledgling startups from consideration entirely. When he finally concluded his presentation, he methodically gathered his materials and returned to his seat.
The next presenter took the stage almost immediately.
This was the company that had captured Millie’s team’s particular attention during their preliminary research phase. They had studied this organization extensively, analyzing its approach and methodology with meticulous care.
As the new presenter launched into a comprehensive showcase, displaying slide after polished slide, the contrast became painfully apparent. While thorough and professional, their presentation simply couldn’t match the magnetic presence and undeniable superiority of the previous company. That first organization truly was in a league of its own—no wonder their founder had exuded such unshakeable confidence.
The parade of presentations continued, each company vying for attention and investment. Time seemed to flow like honey until the lunch break was finally announced, and the assembled crowd began migrating toward the dining area.
Millie rose gracefully from her chair, and as she turned to join the exodus, her gaze landed on Reuben standing in the distance.