"No, Miss Quance, please understand, if you break the contract, you will have to compensate us five million."

Felix Chandler said threateningly.

Unexpectedly, Corrine Quance smiled sweetly and said, "Okay, give me an account, and I'll have my assistant transfer the compensation immediately."

For real?

Now it's not others who are anxious.

But Felix Chandler.

You should know, the posters for Mirena's global spokesperson have already been printed, once announced today, it will be rolled out across all stores, and all the promotion work is ready. If Corrine Quance backs out, it means all these resources have been wasted.

But this is not the most important thing.

The reason Mirena signed Corrine Quance as the global ambassador was to leverage her fame to promote the independent and fashionable side of women, which are precisely Corrine Quance's traits. If Corrine Quance gives up her role as Mirena's ambassador, the newly listed company will surely face a setback, and a drop in stock prices isn't impossible.

He was beginning to sweat slightly.

He said, "Miss Quance, I accept the sixty-five million condition."

"It's no use if you accept it, you have to tell him, I listen to him."

Corrine Quance pointed at Dirk Carter.

At this moment, Dirk Carter was leisurely picking at his food.

Though Felix Chandler was furious, company matters weren't trivial. He had just taken over as CEO, and if he made such a big blunder, his father Judson Chandler would surely be livid.

Swallowing hard.

He walked up to Dirk Carter and said, "Mr. Carter, um... I was out of line before and angered you. I apologize now. Could you please have Miss Quance resume her role as our spokesperson?"

Dirk Carter took a sip of wine.

He said, "Mr. Chandler, am I appropriately dressed to attend your banquet?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Carter can dress however you like."

Felix Chandler responded immediately.

Dirk Carter chuckled and said, "Then there's no problem. Corrine, go ahead and perform."

"Okay."

Corrine Quance nodded and left.

Seeing this, Felix Chandler finally let out a sigh of relief.

From the looks of today, it's not a good idea to trouble Dirk Carter, better off moving on and toasting at other tables.

"Dirk, you actually know Corrine Quance! You don't know, I'm such a fan of hers."

Felix Chandler being chased away.

Is naturally a good thing.

Dorothy Zechariah said happily.

Dirk Carter thought for a moment, then said, "Do you want her to spend the evening having a heart-to-heart with you?"

"Really, can she?"

Dorothy Zechariah grabbed Dirk Carter's hand and asked.

Dirk Carter said, "Of course, let's eat, don't waste such good food."

Then.

Corrine Quance's singing began to fill the air.

Dorothy Zechariah was enchanted.

Felix Chandler, however, was fuming. He pushed open a reception room beside the banquet hall, loosened his tie, and slumped onto the sofa.

A young master of a listed company being overshadowed by an average person, it's naturally upsetting.

Creak.

The door was pushed open.

Joyce Thorne walked in.

"What's wrong? You look so upset?"

Joyce Thorne coquettishly leaned in.

"I'm really upset."

Felix Chandler said a little irritably.

Joyce Thorne gave a sly smile, her slender fingers slipped between Felix Chandler's legs, found their way in, and after a few caresses, pulled out the "steel gun."

"Let me help you cool down."

Then.

She leaned forward, opened her mouth, and swallowed it in one go.

Felix Chandler, relaxing his stance, had a somewhat twisted expression, looking very comfortable.

After a round of oral service, Felix Chandler said, "Joyce, I need you to do me a favor."

"Go ahead."

"Do you know that Dirk Carter guy with Dorothy Zechariah?"

"I don't know him, but I've heard Dorothy mention him a few times."

"Then help me take him down!"

Felix Chandler said.

Joyce Thorne smiled flirtatiously and said, "Sure, but what do I get out of it?"

Felix Chandler said, "Once things are settled with Dorothy Zechariah, the Verdant Group would naturally be in my hands, and then I can help you fill that gap in the Vantage Group."

That got Joyce Thorne all excited.

She asked, "Really?"

"Of course! I guarantee it!"

Felix Chandler said through gritted teeth.

Joyce Thorne adjusted her attire.

Said, "Alright, leave such trifles to me."

And with that, she opened the door and left.

The banquet continued.

Dirk Carter had consumed quite a bit of alcohol and suddenly felt the need to pee.

After saying a word to Dorothy Zechariah, he stood up to find the restroom.

After relieving himself, as soon as he came out of the restroom, a figure suddenly bumped into him, colliding with him fully.

Dirk Carter remained in place.

But the woman staggered back a few steps and sat down on the floor.

"Ouch, that really hurt."

The woman couldn't help but whine.

Dirk Carter felt a wave of guilt and quickly squatted down and asked, "Miss, are you okay?"

"My ankle really hurts, must have twisted it."

The woman said plaintively.

Dirk Carter took a closer look and was stunned, "Miss Thorne, is it you?"

"Oh, it's Mr. Carter."

Both of them looked genuinely surprised.

Dirk Carter reached out, pinched her ankle, but there was nothing unusual, using his medical skills, he judged there was no issue at all.

"Does it hurt?"

"Yes, a lot. Mr. Carter, could you...could you help me...help me back to my room, I can't bear it anymore."

Joyce Thorne's acting was pretty good.

At least it looked very painful.

Dirk Carter said, "Then let me help Miss Thorne up."

"Okay."

Joyce Thorne nodded shyly.

Dirk Carter placed his hands under her armpits and helped her up.

"I have a room upstairs, could you please take me there?"

Joyce Thorne asked.

Dirk Carter frowned and said, "Miss Thorne, you should go to the hospital, if it's a sprain, not treating it in time could be serious."

"No need, no need, I'll be fine resting in my room, just help me over there."

"Alright."

Dirk Carter had already spotted there was something a bit off.

But he was quite interested to see what Joyce Thorne was going to do.

With Dirk Carter's support, they took the elevator up to a room on the tenth floor.

Dirk Carter placed Joyce Thorne on the sofa.

Said, "Miss Thorne, I'll go get a doctor now."

Joyce Thorne grabbed Dirk Carter's hand, "Mr. Carter, I'm feeling much better now, um...there's a first-aid kit inside, could you get it for me? I'll just use some Safflower Oil."

"Of course, happy to help."

Dirk Carter walked into the room.

At this moment, Joyce Thorne quickly pulled down her neckline a bit to expose more of her cleavage, and also pulled up her skirt to slightly reveal her thighs, showing just enough to subtly entice Dirk Carter.

She was confident in her figure.

After making these adjustments.

She quickly shot a text to Dorothy Zechariah.

Based on Dorothy Zechariah's expected arrival time, she ensured she'd have time to make something happen with Dirk Carter.

Dirk Carter stepped out of the room.

Only to find Joyce Thorne lounging lasciviously on the sofa.

And from his angle.

The depths under her skirt were completely visible.

Joyce Thorne, aware of this little detail, was quite satisfied.

With a seductive expression, she deliberately spread her legs a bit and said, "Mr. Carter, could you please help me apply the Safflower Oil?"

"Certainly."

Dirk Carter crouched down in front of Joyce Thorne.

From this position, it was just the right view.

Whether it was the neatly groomed forest or the uncovered petals, were all in his line of sight.

Applying the Safflower Oil, Dirk Carter said, "Miss Thorne, don't you usually wear underwear?"

Joyce Thorne pretended to be shocked and quickly covered her groin, saying, "Oh no, how embarrassing, you saw everything."

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