Noreen honestly hadn’t even realized today was Valentine’s Day.
For the past seven years, it had been the one date she cared about most, but suddenly, it didn’t seem important at all.
That afternoon, the meeting wrapped up early. The chair, cracking a joke, said he’d let everyone out ahead of schedule so they’d have time for their dates.
Carman was just about to ask Noreen if she had any plans for the evening—if she didn’t, maybe they could grab dinner together; he’d even booked a table in advance.
But before he could get the words out, Wade called.
He was inviting Noreen to dinner.
If Wade asked, Noreen had to go. Carman knew how things stood and didn’t mention his dinner plans again.
At Wade’s dinner, Noreen found herself among a handful of familiar faces from the city’s business association.
There were some she didn’t recognize, though.
One man stood out—young, maybe early thirties, strikingly good-looking, and with an aura that set him apart from everyone else at the table.
Wade introduced him, and only then did Noreen realize why he felt so different.
He wasn’t in business at all.
He was a bona fide civil servant.
His rank wasn’t exactly high, but if he was at Wade’s table, he was clearly someone important.
The man offered a polite handshake. “Miss Gilmore, it’s a pleasure. I’m Padgett Novak—very glad to finally meet you.”
“Likewise,” Noreen replied, keeping it courteous.
She expected that would be the end of their exchange.
But Padgett went on, “I know who you are. I’ve wanted to meet you for a while now.”
That caught Noreen a bit off guard.
Padgett explained, “I watched your presentation at the InnoCore launch, and I attended the AI Summit in Harborcrest City. You left quite an impression. I’m genuinely happy to meet you in person.”
“Padgett showing interest in a woman? That’s a first,” someone at the table teased.


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