As Jennifer scanned the hall, her gaze fell upon a man at table 22. She went pale immediately.
It was the young man in the flash drive's file, Rupert Rodriguez!
He was looking at Jennifer, too. Both of them made eye contact. Rupert nodded and smiled at her, but he started to feel anxious after that.
“There's something wrong with this woman. As soon as she saw me, she seemed alarmed and went pale. It's not because Kevin lost more than ten million to me, but it's because she fears me. She fears that her life will be in danger. Find out whether she has discovered something,” Rupert said to Anastasia.
Anastasia nodded. “Fine, but we'd better not get involved with Eternal Love and A Midsummer Night's Dream. Akio from Pollerton Translations has already expressed his desire for these two items.”
Rupert pondered for a while and replied,
“Do you want to protest?”
Anastasia nodded once more.
Shannon was at the gala as well. As usual, she seemed elegant and gracious, giving off a charismatic aura. It was as if she cared about nothing else in the world, and there was nothing that could upset her.
“What's the matter?” Shannon asked when she noticed how uncomfortable Jennifer seemed.
It was just a formality to her. In fact, Shannon would not care about anybody else.
Even if Nigel dropped dead in front of her, she would not care, either.
The only things that mattered to her were personal gain and being rational.
Jennifer knew it was pointless to tell Shannon about the flash drive, so she shook her head and answered, “Nothing.”
A few minutes later, the hall quietened down. Everybody directed their attention to table 1.
There, a middle-aged man in his forties stood up slowly. He walked toward the rostrum and accepted the microphone. “Welcome to tonight's charity gala organized by Pollerton Commerce! I am Sixten Campbell!”
There were six fingers on his right hand.
The guests, including Lana, clapped loudly.
However, Donald was the only one who did not do so.
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