Chapter 64

As the live stream unfolded, the viewers were struck dumb.

What had they just heard? Black swan events, automated stores, optionality?

Was Brielle actually negotiating a deal with the CEO? And it wasn’t some shady, under-the-table deal either.

The screen fell eerily silent for a few seconds before someone cautiously offered their thoughts.

“She’s top of her class, so she should be doing alright after graduation, right? That’s probably why she’s at this kind of fancy dinner.”

“Is it just me, or did she get even prettier? That dress looks amazing on her.”

“I’m jealous. How can someone be so confident chatting with Mr. Hartley? And the CEO seems to really value her opinions.”

folks in their twenties are discussing partnerships with industry

saw Brielle about to turn around, quickly stashed his phone behind his back, and pretended to

Flynn were discussing the logical relationships between things, she finally caught sight of

him while making his way over. He always seemed to carry himself with such elegance,

Max was a standout figure, both domestically

feigning composure while keeping an

those who fall for Max are surely

existed in the world. It was about nostalgia, fantasy, intoxicating dreams, sweet melancholy mixed with bitter sorrow, loneliness, the agony of exile, the

women who fell for Max suggested he saw him

Harper, I can’t give you a straight answer about him. Perhaps, in my

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