Chapter 533 That Man...
Even during work, Antonio used to like having Sarah sit beside him, regardless of whether she wanted to or not, teasing her now and then.
At that time, on the surface, Sarah sternly declared, "Mr. Valencia, I am your assistant," but inwardly, she felt delighted.
If only she had known they would be worlds apart now, she certainly would have cherished their limited time together even more.
But now... everything was gone.
Even the scent on the clothes was fading.
Sarah didn't even know how to think of him anymore or how not to think of him.
Tears streamed down her face unnoticed.
Shaking her head, Sarah cast aside that sinking feeling of loss, temporarily sweeping away the memories.
It was time; there was business to attend to today.
She let out a deep sigh, quickly got out of bed, carefully folded the suit jacket, and tidied up the bed before leaving.
Bob and James were waiting by the office door. As soon as they saw her come out, they spoke up, "Ms. Miller, all the materials are ready. We have a meeting with the project leader at 11:30 p.m. If we leave now, we'll be right on time."
"Okay."
Sarah nodded. "James, you stay here at the office, just in case something comes up and we need to get in touch with you."
James cast a sidelong glance at Bob, an unmistakable hint of unease about him that wasn't just work-related. "Ms. Miller, I—"
"No time to waste." Sarah cut him off abruptly and headed out the door. "Bob, keep up."
"Right behind you, Ms. Miller!" Bob jogged to catch up, not before shooting James a smug look.
…
The two went over the details of the proposal en route, ensuring there were no issues. With everything confirmed, Sarah leaned back and closed her eyes. She had only slept a few hours the night before, even those were filled with dreams. Rest was needed.
Bob peeked attentively in the rearview mirror and tweaked the car's temperature setting.
Soon enough, they arrived at Savoury Pavilion.
The parking lot was right at the entrance. As soon as Sarah stepped out of the car and turned around, she froze, taking a couple of steps back.
Sure enough, there it was—a Marshall City license plate.
A sense of foreboding washed over her.
Catching up from behind, Bob followed her gaze to the silver Maybach and its bold license plate, exploding with realization.
"Ms. Miller! That's a car from the Harrington Group!"
She turned to face him. "How do you know that?"
Full of hostility, Bob explained, "James and I have been digging into them for days. We've turned every stone. Not just anyone can afford such an emblematic ride. You have no idea how extravagant Harrington Jr. is. Just coming to the capital for a meeting, and he has to ship his precious car from Marshall, along with all his familiar staff..."
"Could it be they've found out about our meeting and came to cut us off?" Bob wondered aloud, the animosity clear in his tone.
Sarah's heart sank. Such an elaborate display was almost tantamount to moving the Harrington family's Marshall residence.
Could the Harrington Group's ambitions extend beyond this one project, aiming to take root in the capital for the long haul?
Sarah furrowed her brow, the worry evident, but she eventually cracked a smile. "We'll face whatever comes our way."
She proceeded forward, her black heels clicking sharply against the floor, her trench coat trailing beautifully. She radiated confidence.
"As long as we do our best and have no regrets, that's fine. Since they're still here, let's go see what the Harrington Group has to offer. There might be something to learn."
Bob watched her vibrant red lips curve into a smile, feeling as if a beam of light had shone into his heart.
His pulse quickened.
Once inside, Bob confirmed their room number at the front desk, and then they headed for the elevator together.
With a "ding," the doors opened.
Just as Sarah stepped out of the elevator, she caught a glimpse of a group stepping into the descending one next door.
A tall silhouette caught her eye for a fleeting moment, and it seemed as if even the air around her had stilled.
That man...
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