Matthew is a real whizz-kid; within just five years, he managed to bring the Dustin Group out of the red, and the company was more than quintupled in its size. The land he developed had now become one of the most eye-catching projects in Imperial City.
He didn't achieve all this by twiddling his thumbs.
"As for your payment, we can hash it out later." Brittany was never a stingy woman as she rewarded people.
"Sure."
Matthew didn't bat an eye. After sweating bullets for five years, he deserved a handsome reward.
They chatted the whole afternoon away, and Brittany handed Matthew a hefty chunk of change. Before leaving, Matthew gave Brittany a long, thoughtful look.
"Ms. Dustin, I heard you had a falling out with Mr. Salter?"
"Yes."
Brittany knew there was no point in beating around the bush.
"Well, then, you should stop butting heads with the Salter family. Even though the Dustin Group is a lot stronger than five years ago, it's still a small fry for the Salters."
Matthew was worried that Brittany was going to pick a fight with the Salter family. If that happened, all his hard work over the past five years would go down the drain.
After Matthew left, Brittany sank into deep thought.
She finally left when her assistant reminded her about the dinner party.
Joie's dinner party was a big bash; she had booked an entire floor of the restaurant. The private room was filled with crew members, and the atmosphere was really chill.
By the time Brittany and her assistant arrived, the dinner party was already in full swing.
They found a spot and sat down. Brittany grabbed a glass, poured herself some juice, and was just about to take a sip.
"Brittany, you made it."
Joie walked over with a wine glass in hand, beaming from ear to ear, "Let's toast?"
Suddenly, the whole room fell silent.
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