Chapter 617
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“It’s been some time, Mr. Green,” Dustin greeted Gorman with a cheerful wave.
Taking a seat across from him, Gorman forced a polite smile. “What brings you to my doorstep, Mr. Wade?”
In the past, Gorman had been the only one in Grester bold enough to challenge CR Corporation. Naturally, the people from CR Corporation should have held a grudge against him.
“It’s come to my attention that you’re planning to leave town permanently,” Dustin said, his smile hinting at hidden motives. “Are you perhaps delaying your departure because of our upcoming annual gala?”
Gorman looked at Dustin with a calm expression, trying to make sense of his words.
Unfolding the CR Corporation gala invitation, Dustin presented it, saying, “I’m here specifically to extend this invitation to you. We would be honored if you could join us.”
Dustin was aware that Gorman’s unresolved feelings for Linsey were what kept him in Grester. Given the situation, he figured it made sense to invite Gorman to the CR Corporation’s gala. After all, the gala would be the venue where Collin intended to propose to Linsey openly, revealing himself as the founder of CR Corporation.
Dustin thought that witnessing such a proposal might finally help Gorman let go of Linsey. Feeling confident in his strategic thinking, Dustin believed Collin would certainly appreciate the efforts he was making to protect his romantic interests.
“A gala invitation?” A faint crease appeared on Gorman’s brow.
After a moment, he let out a knowing laugh. “I find it odd that you’ve never invited me in the past. What makes this year different, prompting such a personal delivery?”
Responding with composure, Dustin explained, “This year’s gala is on a grander scale than ever before. We wouldn’t dream of inviting you to anything less, Mr. Green.”
“Is there something unique about this gala?” Gorman asked, his tone flat.
𝗙𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 — 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖘𝖙 gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹐𝖼𝗈𝗺
Dustin grinned, seizing the opportunity. “You have a keen eye. Indeed, this gala is exceptional. Our founder will be proposing to his beloved during the celebration. Just think about it—a wonderful occasion, and the more people, the merrier, don’t you think?”
Gorman arched a brow. “A proposal?”
He paused briefly before adding in a lukewarm, almost indifferent tone, “Congratulations.”
When Gorman finally heard that the woman Collin was proposing to was married to the founder of CR Corporation, Dustin wondered how he managed to remain so composed.
“In that case, I’ll be expecting you at the annual gala.” Dustin placed the elegant invitation on the table with deliberate ease. Gorman lowered his gaze, staring at the finely crafted card. Yet, for some reason, it felt oddly out of place. Perhaps because, in his current state, he had no patience for witnessing other people’s happiness.
Dustin noticed the silence but wasn’t the least bit bothered. He was about to rise and take his leave when Gorman slid the invitation back toward him.
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