The Breaking Point of Love

Chapter 574 When Celeste stepped into the conference hall, the first person she saw was Beck. And his seat just happened to be right beside hers. When he saw her, Beck smiled. "Morning." Celeste nodded. "Morning." "I watched your press conference the other day too. Congratulations." "Thank you." Just then, Wynn and Jorge also walked into the hall.

Beck, of course, knew today was Wynn's birthday-he and Miles had already wished her a happy birthday in the group chat right after midnight But now that she was here in person, and Wynn had also seen him, he stood up and said, "Happy birthday." Compared to the past, Wynn felt that this wish from Beck carried much less sincerity, and more of a polite, obligatory tone. She glanced at Celeste sitting next to him, and her reply was just as cold. "Thank you." ---- Then, in the same tone, she added, "The meeting's about to start. I'll go sit over there." Beck nodded.

"Alright." He then gave Jorge a small nod as a greeting. Jorge's seat was also in the front row, but not as central. Seeing everyone seated in the first row, while her own seat was... Wynn checked and found hers was all the way in the second-to- last row. Her steps paused for a moment, but soon she composed herself and walked calmly to her seat. 4 The meeting began quickly. Throughout the meeting, YodaVision was repeatedly praised by the government, stealing the spotlight once again. Hearing YodaVision mentioned over and over, the business representatives around Wynn were filled with envy.

is incredible. They're all so young, and they've already achieved things we couldn't reach even in a lifetime Honestly, comparing yourself to others is just torture." "Exactly." Listening to them, Wynn looked toward where Celeste was ---- seated, but all she saw were rows of people's backs- completely blocking her view. 1 It felt like Celeste had pulled far, far ahead of her. 2 They weren't even in the same league anymore. 2 And if they were talking purely about career achievements, that

people around her, the difference in personal achievement and status was painfully obvious. "Ms. Locket? Are you alright?" Jorge's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. The meeting was apparently already over. She returned to herself and shook her head. "I'm fine." Then, with her usual calm, she asked, "Mr. Robinson, did you need something?" "No, just... wanted to say hi since we rarely run into each other." ---- They seldom ran into each

were getting married soon. Thinking of