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    “Alright then.”


    The group trip for White Group continued the next day, but Brian felt indifferent to it all.


    The morning dragged on in a series of endless meetings, and by the time they were done, he was more than ready to leave.


    Ronald observed his demeanor and felt anxious.


    For two years, Brian had thrown himself into work, barely taking a break. Every single day was consumed by meetings, projects, and negotiations.


    Other than attending essential business gatherings and keeping up with his fitness regimen, his entire life revolved around work. But the toll was evident—recent health check-ups showed a worrying decline in his condition.


    “Mr. White, this resort falls under the White Group’s management. It’s nearlyplete. Since we’re already here, why not take a look?”


    Brian, mid-writing, paused, lost in thought. “Isn’t that Norris’s project?”


    Ronald nodded. “Yes, he heard you were in the area and has been eager to have you visit. He’d really value your insights.”


    Brian took off his sses and rubbed his tired eyes before leaning back against the sofa, letting out a quiet sigh.


    “Norris is thorough and reliable. I trust his work. There’s no need for me to go.”


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    His refusal only deepened Ronald’s concern.


    Stepping out of the room, Ronald turned to Reba, his expression tense. “Get everything ready. Mr. White is leaving soon.”


    Reba looked surprised. “Already? But we just got here yesterday. I heard the resort has a lot of fun activities nned. Why not stay and enjoy them?”


    Ronald hesitated for a moment before meeting her gaze. “Why don’t you try talking to him?”


    “Me?” Reba blinked, clearly taken aback. She wasn’t sure she was the right person for this. If even Ronald, Brian’s most trusted assistant, couldn’t convince him, what chance did she—a new secretary—have?


    Ronald studied her carefully. She bore a slight resemnce to Rachel. That alone was reason enough to try. “Yes, just talk to him. You never know what unexpected results mighte from it.”


    “Fine, I’ll try,” Reba said, though she wasn’t too confident.


    Taking a deep breath, she steadied herself and knocked on the door.


    “Come in,” Brian’s voice came from inside, calm andposed as ever.


    But the moment he saw Reba walk in, the usual cold edge in his tone eased just a little. “What is it?”


    Reba started with her usual work updates, securing his approval before carefully broaching the subject. “Mr. White, I heard there’s a bonfire music festival at the beach tonight. It sounds amazing. I was thinking of going. Would it be possible for us to leave tomorrow instead?”


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