"Is the information absolutely right?" Stephan wondered.
Last time, they had gone to three or four places. Each time, he was assured that there were no mistakes, yet they hadn't seen even a glimpse of Felicia!
Stephan cast a glance at his subordinate. He asked in a low and cold voice, "Are you sure?"
"Absolutely!"
The subordinate nodded vigorously, explaining, "This time, it's a collective training program organized by the college. Ms. Fuller is on the participant list, so she can't escape!"
"Alright, let's move out."
Switching from the private jet to the helicopter, Stephan's subordinate glanced at his phone and reported respectfully, "Mr. Russell, Ms. Dawson has sent a message saying she wants to meet with you."
The mention of Abbie made everyone around him silent. They cautiously observed Stephan's expression.
Sure enough, his demeanor darkened immediately as an air of cold menace surrounded him.
After that night at the hotel, he compensated her. At her request, he poured considerable resources into elevating Abbie from an obscure actress to an A-lister. Whatever role she wanted, he provided. Whatever connections she desired, he granted. He also supplied the awards and the spotlight she yearned for.
With a massive marketing campaign and ample resources backing her, Abbie quickly rose to prominence, attracting a wave of fans and unprecedented attention. Once the few significant projects she had signed on for were released, her position as an A-lister would be secured.
It was a way to make up for what happened that night when he lost control...
Stephan settled into the helicopter and impatiently stated, "Tell her to relay her matters to you. You'll handle everything. No need to involve me."
There was no way Stephan was going to meet her.
Since that day, he had not seen Abbie. His subordinates were the ones who handled any necessary communication or requests.
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