Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 156: Why are you investing in my research project?

After dinner, we chatted for a while on the balcony while enjoying a bottle of fine wine.

Eliott, who was usually a bit shy, started talking up a storm. I wasn’t sure if it was because he was drunk or because he finally felt comfortable around us.

“So, Aaron… can I call you Aaron? My father agrees with your investment in the future of technology. You’ve already invested in a few unicorn companies that he’s very optimistic about.”

“Oh, really? The fact that your father follows news about these companies means that he’s got a discerning eye. Most older folks think that my investments won’t yield much return; they focus more on traditional businesses, like oil and power.”

“Those businesses were divided up long ago, and these new technological businesses are just entering the field.” Cin- der joined the conversation as well.

I was totally confused by everything they were talking about. Even though two of the people in the conversation were my lover and my best friend, I still felt distant from them at this moment.

I felt that the three of them were in some kind of special circle. Of course the circle was unseen and untouchable, but still very real.

“…but I’m a bit puzzled about your investment in neuro- science, which you’ve never invested in before. According to your company’s financial report, you invested in a lab at Co- lumbia University. Are you optimistic about the future of this field?” Eliott inquired.

“Yes, I believe the neuroscience industry is bullish.”/Aaron glanced at me.

“But the applications of neuroscience are far into the fu- ture; I don’t think it’s wise to invest in it right now…” Eliott con-

tinued.

As he spoke, my face grew pale and I looked at the ground.

“Eliott,” Cinder interrupted, “I’m feeling really drunk, can you take me back to our room?”

“But-”

“Now.”

for the

thinking about the conversion when I got

you thinking about? You’re so focused that you didn’t even notice when I kissed your cheek.” Aaron held my face in his hands and planted

had been gnawing at my mind: “Aaron, be honest with me. Why

a moment, then I no- ticed that his lips were curled in a relaxed

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work, so of course I

will have a lot of applications in

academic, so it may be a while before the

to think that Aaron was

in my research because he truly believed in it. When I thought about it, I knew that was

to kiss the corners of my lips again, I placed a hand over

giving my fingers erotic kisses and languid licks. “It

of dollars because it

the truth.” I

angry. “But you’re only one factor. Our family do- nates a lot of

an Antarctica penguin conservation into your lab instead.” He gave my

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warm embrace. He let go of my hand

conservation in

meant that my parents would need to live off of instant ramen for a year, but

about money. In fact, I’ve been short on