Byron wasn't interested.
He and Jacob knew each other when they were studying abroad, and this time he hired Jacob as a legal adviser mainly for the acquisition of the Crawford Group.
After the meeting with Jacob's lawyer team today, Jacob said that his grandparents had a banquet to celebrate their golden wedding and invited Byron to participate.
Byron thought it was a good thing. Though he hesitated, he still came.
Since seeing Athena's profile screenshot last time, he had become more and more convinced that Athena was still alive.
Since she was alive, he would definitely find her.
"You just found out about the relationship between your grandparents and Rose?" Byron withdrew his gaze from the window and asked in a cold tone.
"They were close when they were young. Anyway, I haven't seen them interact much since I was young." Jacob sat down, and the topic automatically changed back. "Rose's granddaughter is really a stunner! "
Over the years, Jacob had dated countless celebrities and supermodels. Even his wife, who had been married for no more than a year, was also a rare beauty.
It must be a really beautiful woman since Jacob had just taken a look and regretted getting married.
However...
Byron still showed no interest.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Jacob asked.
"Jacob, Grandma asked me to bring you some cake and wine." A delicate voice came from outside the door.
Jacob asked her to come in.
Then he said to Byron, "She's my younger sister, and she's from the same school and taking the same major as you."
Byron nodded.
The door was pushed open.
Maura, dressed in various jewels, came in with a tray.
Janice just asked her to send one bottle of good wine, but she also brought a rose-themed cake.
"Jacob, are you talking to your guest?" Maura looked at Byron and was a little panicked. She immediately blushed. "Oh, my... Are you Byron... I saw your introduction on the school's wall of honor."
"Yeah."
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