Chapter 102
Several days later, Lopez Group’s quarterly product launch was about to be held.
As high–profile figures gathered, the elite circles eagerly anticipated the event, scheming for a way in. Diana was
right th
there among them.
A few days ago, Diana learned that Liam had suddenly reassigned Adrian’s project to Harrison. What was originally a Flynn Group venture had now become a Jenkins Group venture.
It should have been a relief for the Jenkins Group to no longer have to cater to the Flynn Group. But with Harrison leading the project and Gwyneth as their liaison, things weren’t so simple.
With Harrison and Gwyneth, the newlyweds, joining forces, Quentin and Diana were left with no room to maneuver. Meanwhile, her daughter Melanie was being increasingly marginalized within the Jenkins Group.
Their positions in the Jenkins Group were hanging by a thread. Feeling anxious, Diana had pulled every string to secure tickets to the Lopez Group’s quarterly launch.
She sternly instructed her daughter. This time, you need to dress to the nines and find a way to snag Adrian, the future heir. “Otherwise, Gwyneth will walk all over us and do as she pleases. Sweetheart, our future is in your hands now
Melanie secured an invitation and showed up dressed to perfection, determined to make an impression.
She stood before the mirror, admiring her reflection in a black velvet spaghetti–strap dress that hugged her hourglass figure, the plunging neckline showcasing her ample cleavage. With dramatic makeup accentuating her features, every glance and smile radiated calculated allure.
Melanie smirked triumphantly. “Don’t worry, Mom I’ll definitely land Adrian. Once I marry him early and bear his child,” she sneered. “I can just wait out those two barren bastards, Gwyneth and Harrison.”
With Melanie’s solemn promise, Diana finally felt reassured. She knew that Melanie would surely win over Adrian.
On the day of the product launch, the grand ballroom buzzed with excitement, Tycoons and their glamorous wives strolled arm in arm, celebrities and models mingled effortlessly, while young socialites and heirs clustered in small groups, creating a dazzling spectacle.
Melanie swept into the venue in a black velvet gown, the dark fabric making her skin appear even more delicate and attracting numerous admiring glances. With her chin lifted proudly like a black swan, her eyes unerringly locked onto Adrian in the crowd,
Melanie glided through the crowd, a glass of red wine in hand. With a confident smile, she slipped up beside Adrian and purred, “Hi, Adrian- “Excuse me, I have matters to attend to Adrian said with disinterest, barely glancing at her before turning away with his assistant in tow.
The tycoons, who had just been flocking around Adrian now turned their gazes toward Melanie, the one responsible for the awkward silence, their cyes filled with unmistakable disdain.
In their eyes, a pretty face like Melanie–clearly aiming to snag a rich man–was nothing but a plaything, utterly unworthy of respect.
Melanie flushed with humiliation, wishing the ground would swallow her up. “Why? Why wouldn’t Adrian even glance my way? 1 dressed to the nines for this event. Wasn’t I stunning enough she thought bitterly.
Adrian stalked away from the crowd, lus expression ley.
The assistant behind him asked cautiously, “Mr. Lopez, isn’t it a bit risky to publicly snub Ms. Jenkins like this?”
“What’s so bad about it?” Adrian retorted coldly. “When the Jenkins family instigated Harrison to match the project from me. was risky?
“As long as Harrison’s still breathing,
- g. I’ll never get any real authority. What kind of heir am it I’m just a laughingstock” The assistant dared not say another word.
As long a
as Harrison was still around, the handover of authority and major projects never seemed to come Adrian’s way.
did they ever care
Adrian had fought tooth and nail to painstakingly secure the Calvocity mall deal for the Flynn Group, only to have it unexpectedly snatched away by the Jenkins Group.
