Chapter 194
Then he added, “I’ve got another meeting lined up, Ms. Ross. Catch you later.”
Charlene had sensed Dalton’s apparent disinterest in her from the get-go.
Now, meeting in the lounge, Dalton tried his best to be polite, but she could still feel a hint of disdain in his demeanor.
Business is business, after all.
Her main goal was to find suitable partners; making friends with him wasn’t a priority. Ignoring his demeanor, she smiled and replied, “Sure, see you around.” After he left, she turned to her assistant, “Chester, could you please show Mr. Ramirez out?”
Once Dalton was downstairs, a familiar figure caught his eye. “Ms. Hawkins?”
Yes, Vesta and Henley hadn’t left.
They had been informed by Chester’s assistant that “Mr. Ferguson was out of town on business” as a way to dismiss them, but they hadn’t taken the hint. Thinking it was just an excuse because Chester didn’t want to see them, they decided to wait downstairs, hoping to catch him on his way out for a chat. Instead of Chester, Dalton was the one they ran into.
Two weeks had passed since Vesta was injured. Her wounds had mostly healed, letting her return to her daily routine, although she hadn’t fully recovered yet. Dalton had visited Neural Nexus Tech last week and was informed of Vesta’s accident when he didn’t find her
there.
Seeing her slightly pale face reminded Dalton of her ordeal, sparking a twinge of sympathy in him. However, knowing she had gotten injured while trying to save Thorne left him at a loss for words.
Henley, noting Dalton’s distinguished air, guessed he was no ordinary individual and asked, “Vesta, who do we have here?”
Catching the fleeting look of concern in Dalton’s eyes, Vesta replied nonchalantly, “Dalton, Mr. Ramirez.”
She then introduced her father to Dalton, “This is my father, Henley Hawkins.”
Upon learning that Henley was Vesta’s father, Dalton greeted him politely, “A pleasure to meet you, Mr.
Hawkins.”
After exchanging pleasantries, Vesta asked, “Mr. Ramirez, are you here to discuss a partnership with Mr. Ferguson as well?”
“Yes, Ms. Hawkins and Mr. Hawkins, you too?”
“That’s right,” Vesta replied. “Did you manage to see Mr. Ferguson?”
“No, he’s out of town on business.”
Hearing this, Henley chuckled, “So Mr. Ferguson really was out of town. I thought maybe he just didn’t want to
see us.”
Dalton paused, then asked, “You weren’t invited upstairs?”
Vesta shook her head, “No, Mr. Ferguson’s assistant told us he was out of town and asked us to leave.”
Dalton’s expression darkened.
Vesta noticed and asked, “What’s wrong? Is something amiss?”
Dalton responded coolly, “Mr. Ferguson might indeed be away, but I was met by Ms. Ross, whom we previously encountered at Neural Nexus Tech. She asserted that she had full authority to manage PrimeStar’s affairs in his absence and could represent PrimeStar during negotiations.” Regardless of whether Ms. Ross’ claim was true, the fact that she had met with him but refused to see Vesta was clearly a deliberate snub!
Henley and Vesta were momentarily taken aback, but Vesta quickly brushed it off, “Is that so?”
Then, turning to Henley, she suggested, “Let’s head back, Dad.”
Henley, lips pressed tight at the thought of Charlene’s treatment towards them, acquiesced upon hearing Vesta’s suggestion, “Alright.”
Before Dalton could say anything further, Charlene appeared downstairs.
Noticing the trio, she paused. Before she could speak, Vesta’s phone rang.
Picking up, she answered, “Thorne?”
Asmile played on her lips as she spoke, “You’re here? Great, I’ll come out now.”
Dalton asked, “Has Mr. Henderson arrived?”