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The driver couldn’t fathom the enigma that his life seemed to have turned into.

Ben suddenly remembered something and began to coax Susan with a proposition, “Susan, that model Rose, who you said would be a perfect fit for our new brand, is shooting the advertisement tomorrow. Would you like to go and watch if you are a fan of

hers?”

“Hub?” Susan was momentarily confused. “Rose?”

Ben clarified, “Yeah, out of the four candidates we had last time, she was the one your

believed was the best fit.”

Susan was stunned, “But… I just said it in passing.”

She hadn’t expected Ben to actually go ahead and finalize Rose for the job.

A wave of anxiety suddenly engulfed her.

What if her casual suggestion turned out to be a mistake that adversely affected the sales of the new smartphone?

Although she hadn’t been deeply involved in the development of the phone, she knew it embodied the hard work and aspirations of Ben and his team.

If the campaign tanked because of her choice, she’d be drowning in guilt.

However, Ben seemed nonchalant about it. “It doesn’t really matter who the spokesperson is. Our new phone will surely sell like hot cakes.”

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“Alright,” Susan conceded, still feeling ad shoot is tomorrow, right? I have the day off, so maybe I’ll drop by and check things out?”

She wanted to personally ensure that her choice delivered the expected impact.

“Sure,” Ben said casually, “I’ll just inform the person in charge. But Susan, I have to head to Malabo in the next couple of days to discuss a potential collaboration and development project with the government there. Please keep me posted if anything comes up at home.”

Susan cast a teasing yet serious glance at him, “You won’t come back with a different face again, will you?”

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This made Ben act all pitiful as he leaned closer to Susan, whispering, “How dare I? Last time I changed my look you didn’t let me touch you for days. If I change my face again, when will the restraint end?”

Even though the driver couldn’t hear their conversation, Susan still cast a nervous glance towards the front.

The driver immediately straightened up, putting on an act of seeing nothing.

Susan blushed and gently pinched Ben, who seemed unaffected, wearing a thick skin that masked any reaction, as if nothing had transpired.

The next day.

Ben left for Malabo bright and early.

Susan glanced at the clock and decided to visit the ad shoot set.

As she stepped out, she bumped into Monica, who was just alighting from her car.

Monica, lacking a certain depth of thought yet possessing a skin thick as a brick wall, greeted Susan with a smile as if nothing had transpired between them before, “Hey Susan, where are you heading? It doesn’t look like you’re going to work at this hour, are you?”

Susan felt somewhat awkward.

Hadn’t they clearly had a falling out before?

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How could Monica just stroll up and greet her as if nothing had happened?

Monica had no shame, and it seemed Susan still had some semblance of decency.

Smiling, she replied, “Nothing much, just going out for a stroll.”

An idea sparked in Monica’s mind.

She remembered her father telling her that to manipulate Susan, she first needed to find her weakness.

But how could she pinpoint Susan’s vulnerability?

Obviously, she had to get closer to her.

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So Monica warmly suggested, “I’m free too, why don’t we go together?”

Susan was at a loss for words.

She really couldn’t deal with Monica’s thick–skinned approach.

She declined, “No need. I’m good on my own.”

“But that would be so boring!” Monica hastily objected, “With me, we can chat and enjoy each other’s company.”

Susan reiterated, “Really no need, I’m fine.”

“You’re too polite,” Monica pressed on energetically, “Don’t worry, I drove here myself. I can just follow you wherever you go.”

Susan was completely speechless.

Was Monica planning to stick to her like an annoying plaster that refuses to come off?

Susan suggested tactfully, “You must have other things to do around here? I wouldn’t want to hold you up.”

“Not really,” Monica said, “I heard Edie is out of town, and I thought I’d keep Charlie company so he wouldn’t be lonely. But now I think about it, with Penelope around, he probably doesn’t need me. I might as well join you.”

Susan was at a loss.for words.

It seemed this annoying plaster had indeed firmly attached itself to her, and now she was also concerned that Monica might bother Charlie.

Forcing a smile, she said, “The latest series of Storm phones have secured al spokesperson, and they are filming the advertisement today. I’m going to check out the set, which should be quite boring. Charlie is probably resting now, why don’t you just go

home?”

The underlying message in Susan’s words was crystal clear.

But understanding subtleties was not Monica’s strong suit.

Monica’s smile brightened instantly, “Filming advertisement? I’ve never seen one! This is a great opportunity to broaden my horizons.”

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Susan was at a loss for words again.

Monica looked at her somewhat innocently, “Don’t you want to take me with you? In that case, maybe I should go visit Charlie instead.

Without any expression, Susan grabbed her arm.

Monica was truly shameless, and to make matters worse, their families had some connections, so she couldn’t deal with her as she would with others.

If Monica insisted on seeing Charlie, he would most likely agree to see her.

Charlie was not in the best of health lately. What if Monica spewed some nonsense and upset the old man?

Susan sighed internally. Fine! She was just unlucky.

It seemed she had to grit her teeth and endure Monica’s harassment for now.

“What’s the matter?” Monica asked innocently, looking at Susan.

“I’ll take you with me,” Susan said with a stern face.

“Oh Susan, you’re simply the best!” Monica said, her face breaking into a bright smile, seemingly unaware of Susan’s icy tone.

Susan didn’t respond, but a thought ran across her mind, “weak people are afraid of strong ones, strong ones fear the aggressive, and the aggressive fear those who have no shame.”

Despite being coerced into bringing Monica along, Susan sternly warned her, “Monica, I’m just visiting the ad shoot site. The professionals handle the actual work, and it has nothing to do with us. Do you understand?”

Monica’s eyes twinkled as she said cheerfully, “Don’t worry, I promise I’ll just watch and keep quiet.”

Susan nodded, but her mind was on high alert.

If it weren’t for the prearranged meeting with the ad team, she would have called it off, especially since Monica insisted on coming along.

Now that she was still going, she had to keep a close eye on Monica to prevent her from causing any unforeseen troubles.

Half an hour later, the car pulled up at a seven–star luxury hotel. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The top floor had been booked by the film crew for the commercial shoot.

Susan headed to the elevator that would take her to the top floor, with Monica following closely behind.

On the top floor.

It was currently restricted to unauthorized personnel.

After making a call, the person in charge of the ad personally came down to greet them, wearing a warm smile, he said, “Welcome, Mrs. Landor, we are honored to have you inspect our work.”

Susan was about to respond with a friendly remark when Monica suddenly chimed in, batting her eyelashes coquettishly, “Which Mrs. Landor are you referring to? I am also Mrs. Landor, you know.”