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This time, Jamie wasn't the center of attention. The gala was unique. It was not just a gathering for mingling, but one where guests were encouraged to play golf on the green. Good performance even came with a prize. Of course, given the wealth and status of the attendees, few truly cared about the prize. Most treated the game as a lighthearted diversion. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement as someone landed an impressive shot. A refined middle-aged man glanced toward the course and then smiled at them. "Mr. Lucas, Miss Lewis, would you care to give it a try on the course?"

Jamie had been discreetly observing the man, quickly deducing that he must be the representative from the partner company.

His invitation took her slightly off guard, but she recovered swiftly, her tone polite yet firm. "It seems Mr. Smith is indeed as rumored, a golf enthusiast. But I must admit, I lack the talent for it. I'd rather not embarrass myself out there." Tim paused briefly, then chuckled. "Miss Lewis, you certainly have a way with words."

Framed positively, it was a compliment about her directness. Less kindly, it might be seen as calling her blunt. Such was the art of diplomacy.

Still, Tim's refined demeanor softened the remark, making it feel warm and cordial rather than critical. It was hard to take offense when he carried himself with such poise.

He then shifted his attention to Ben.

Jamie picked up a glass of wine, fully expecting Ben to decline. But just as she brought the glass to her lips, she heard him say, "Let's give it a try."

She nearly choked on her drink.

Ben actually agreed?

the only one surprised. Tim, the man who had issued the invitation, appeared just as taken aback. He had extended the offer more out of courtesy, assuming Ben would refuse, given his reputation for keeping a

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