Felicia attended the meeting. However, Max did not show up on behalf of BlueMarble Investments. Instead, the vice president arrived alongside three other senior executives. Dannie had also accompanied them to join the discussion.
Felicia looked at Dannie, silently noting just how highly Max valued her presence.
The project was spearheaded by the Finance Bureau, and both companies were highly cooperative. Progress had been exceptionally smooth so far.
When the executives from BlueMarble Investments looked at Felicia this time, their expressions were noticeably different. The wife of their CEO was working as a core executive at a rival firm like Roen Capital, which seemed highly inappropriate no matter how one looked at it.
Of course, no one dared to openly voice their thoughts in such a setting. They simply greeted her with standard professional titles.
The meeting lasted until it finally concluded at half past five in the evening.
Roen Capital was expected to host a formal dinner to treat the visiting executives. Felicia chose not to attend. After the meeting ended, she stayed behind and worked overtime for another hour. Even when she finished her tasks, she lingered in her office for a while longer.
She held her phone, noticing that Anne had not contacted her today to ask when she would be home. Ever since they returned from their sailing trip and Olisha appeared at the Oakridge Estate, Max had not reached out to her, even during his business trip. He was acting as if she had committed some unforgivable offense against him.
She pocketed her phone, packed her things, and finally left work. She went alone to a nearby restaurant for dinner.
By sheer coincidence, she ran straight into Darin.
"Evelynn, are you here by yourself?" he asked.
"Do I look like half a person?" Felicia retorted sharply.
Darin didn't take offense. He just offered an easy smile. "I am dining alone as well. Why don't we eat together? Dinner is on me."
Felicia was about to open her mouth to refuse when Darin quickly added, "Just consider it doing a favor for your business partner."
Hearing this, the words Felicia was about to say died in her throat.
Taking advantage of her hesitation, Darin asked a waiter to prepare a table for them.
"Right this way, please."
Savannah froze for a second before sliding into the seat next to Felicia, eyeing her with blatant confusion.
Felicia smiled warmly. "Why don’t you order something?"
Savannah quickly picked out a couple of dishes from the menu.
By this time, Felicia was mostly finished with her meal.
"Is there anything else you would like to order? I am going to pay the bill now," Darin offered.
"Thank you for treating me today, Mr. Foxhall, but that will not be necessary," Felicia replied.
Darin didn't say another word. He stood up and went to settle the check. When he returned, he bade the two women farewell and left the restaurant.
Watching Darin's retreating figure from the corner of her eye, Savannah's grip on her knife and fork instinctively tightened. Felicia noticed the sudden shift in Savannah's mood. Darin had left almost immediately after Savannah sat down. However, in Felicia's eyes, it just seemed like Darin had felt it was no longer appropriate to intrude on their conversation.

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