Aveline texted, "Selena, can you find out Brighton Enterprises' CEO's schedule?"

Selena replied, "I'll try!"

Aveline turned off her phone and waited quietly.

In the CEO's office, Desmond explained the situation to Lucas and then asked, "Mr. Tudor, should we arrange a meeting with Brighton Enterprises?"

Lucas replied, "No need."

Desmond was taken aback. "But if this isn't handled well, Miss Young might lose her job."

Since the incident happened under her watch, if she couldn't manage it and find the leaker, she would take the fall. Getting fired would be the least of her worries. If rumors spread that she leaked company secr Lucas looked at the documents on his desk, his expression calm and distant. "She can handle it."

His tone was confident as if he knew her very well.

And he did.

With her personality, she wouldn't take the blame quietly.

Desmond looked at him, feeling conflicted. They were about to divorce, yet Lucas still seemed so proud of her.

Around noon, Selena messaged Aveline.

Selena texted, "I found it! In two days, the Skyler family's precious princess is hosting a birthday party and has invited all the elites of Cloudflare City, including Brighton Enterprises' boss.

"I'll send you the time and place, but babe, I can't get you an invitation."

Aveline replied, "Knowing this is enough. I'll treat you to dinner another day!"

Selena texted back, "Great, I want spicy chicken!"

Aveline replied, "No problem!"

The Skyler family's heiress, Jennifer Skyler, was hosting her birthday party on a yacht. Aveline started monitoring the event early and found out they were hiring part-time servers. She signed up immediately.

After two days of training, the yacht party began that evening.

Aveline took her bag and went to the changing room to change. After most people had arrived, she went back to the changing room and took out the evening gown she had prepared earlier.

She was there just to find someone, so she kept it simple. With light makeup and a black evening gown that was understated yet elegant, she finished her look with a touch of lipstick and stepped out.

By this time, the yacht was sailing into the middle of the sea. The eight-deck yacht was brightly lit, and the deck was filled with elegantly dressed guests, mingling and enjoying the event.

Aveline took a glass of champagne from a waiter and began searching for Brighton Enterprises' CEO, Henry Brighton. However, the yacht was enormous, and she found herself wandering around the deck like She couldn't afford to miss this opportunity, but where was he?

As she looked around, she suddenly bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Aveline quickly apologized. When she turned to see who she had bumped into, the person looked somewhat familiar.

The man in front of her had neatly styled gray hair and a casual, roguish smile. His black suit was slightly unbuttoned at the collar, giving him a carefree, charming look.

Russell recognized Aveline and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Seeing the confusion in her eyes, he chuckled. "What? You don't remember me?"

Aveline hesitated. "Have we met?"Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Russell replied, "That night, you took my earpiece and insisted we drink together..."

Aveline suddenly remembered, her face showing a bit of

embarrassment. "I'm really sorry about that. I drank too much and didn't mean to offend you.