Harold found a quiet corner and sat down, enjoying his fruits.

Truth was, he had not taken his dinner yet because he had arrived early.

When he finished his plate of fruits, he still felt hungry, so he immediately called out to a waiter passing by, “Excuse me. I'd like to get a pizza!”

However, the party had not started, and the music was relatively soft. His words instantly caught the attention of those around him.

“Pfft! Sir, this is a high-end hotel. There's no such food as pizza here. What about a plate of pasta instead?”

Before the waiter could even answer, a mocking laugh traveled into Harold's ears.

He turned around, only to see the woman he had met in Larson Corporation walking over with a smirk on her face. It was Autumn, the person who had spoken earlier.

It was an unspoken rule for anyone who attended a party to wear gowns or formal outfits.

Autumn, however, looked no different from usual. She was dressed in simple autumn clothes.

Harold turned around to ask the waiter, “Is that so?”

Hearing that, the waiter nodded, eyeing Harold with disdain.

At that realization, Harold had no choice but to give in and say, “A plate of pasta, then. Then again, I still think Chanaean pizza is more delicious. I've got to suggest this to your boss later.”

“Make that two, please.”

Right after he finished speaking, Autumn, too, ordered a plate of pasta as she arrived by his side.

She had not taken her dinner, either, and her stomach had growled as soon as she heard Harold make his order.

Most importantly, she had a mission to complete that night. Only with a full stomach would she have the energy to gain a piece of juicy news.

Autumn waited until the waiter left before turning around and smiling sweetly at Harold. “Do you mind if I sit here, Mr. Campbell?”

She scanned him curiously. This dude has an impressive background and a gorgeous, wealthy wife. Yet, he behaves like a country bumpkin at a high-end hotel. Could he actually be a country bumpkin who hooked up with a gorgeous and wealthy wife?

Autumn recalled the incident she had seen at Fortune Real Estate.

“Up to you,” Harold answered indifferently without sparing her a glance.

His indifference made Autumn angry.

She was quite confident with her charm. In fact, she was capable of being the center of attraction wherever she went.

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