Inherit Billions

Chapter 378 You Remind Me of Someone I Dislike

Aiden couldn't help but let out a derisive chuckle. He said, "Mr. Dros is claiming he doesn't go digging for women in trash heaps-quite thought-provoking. Pity for him; the women in the trash heap have no interest in dining with him." A subtle mock.

Seraphina was indeed different from Lucinda, but in reality, she wasn't interested in him.

Orion's expression stiffened. His gaze darkened as he shot a deathly stare at Aiden, his face an unreadable mask.

Orion said coldly, "If Mr. Denter has the appetite for dinner, then you can manage the public opinion and stock market issues on your own."

Aiden's smile frozen.

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Instantly, the mood shifted, and the desire to mock him disappeared.

The public opinion and stock market were bound to escalate. Managing domestic affairs was one thing, but if Etopia began to inflame the situation by criticizing their research, it would not simply result in three companies suffering losses.

It involved national reputation and status. The relevant authorities' intervention would further restrict them, leaving them little room to maneuver.

"Orion..."

Aiden muttered, staring at him with a look of disbelief. Orion's expression was glum as he stood up and stormed out of the meeting room.

Ken, who had been tidying things up from the side, shook his head.

As expected, his boss wouldn't tolerate any attacks, no matter from whom. His confidence was innate. Outside the entrance of Dros Group, Seraphina arrived just in time to see Lucinda standing there.

She seemed like she had been waiting for someone-her, to be precise.

Lucinda's forced composure barely masked her panic, which was all too easy to see through.

Seraphina frowned as she approached. "Waiting for me?"

Lucinda nodded, her eyes slightly red-a pitiful sight.

Seraphina glanced down at her phone, sent a quick message, then looked up again. "Speak."NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Whether at the company or elsewhere, Seraphina's attitude toward Lucinda has always been indifferent.

She didn't particularly like her, nor did she show her any warmth-after all, they weren't the same type of people, and there was no need for further connection.

Taking a deep breath, Lucinda eyed the professional suit Seraphina wore, which made her appear sharp.

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Chapter 378 You Remind Me of Someone I Dislike

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"Ms. Cross, Mr. Ramona asked me to stay and take care of Mr. Orion. It's a difficult position for me?

Lucinda's voice faltered as she observed Seraphina's neutral expression before continuing, "I know the one Mr. Orion truly cares about is you, but for the sake of the family, I couldn't refuse. However, if you're upset or if you wish to reconcile with Orion, I can step aside Seraphina looked up at her. Her finger paused briefly on her phone screen.

Lucinda's eyes revealed a trace of anxiety as she cautiously watched Seraphina's reaction.

Her face was pale.

Seraphina gently lowered her hand, clasping her hands behind her back as she stared at Lucinda with a cold, detached expression.

"Lucinda, I used to pity you. Your family and your circumstances were unfortunate, and I even helped you out twice before. But I hope you understand-the reason you and Orion can't be together isn't me; it's your own incompetence."

Lucinda's complexion instantly turned white.

Just then, Seraphina's phone rang.

Without hesitation, she declined the call.

"But starting today, I have begun to genuinely dislike you," she continued, glancing back at Lucinda. "Every word you say is so pretentious-so sickeningly fake. You remind me of someone I detest. You're neither pure nor innocent; it's unnecessary to portray yourself as the victim."

Lucinda's mannerisms were highly reminiscent of Jessica, making Seraphina find her even more unlikable.

Her phone rang again. Seraphina glanced at it, then answered as she walked away.

"I'm at the entrance."

With her face burning with humiliation as if she had just been slapped, Lucinda stood there stiff as a board. Her body was petrified, trapped in a state of shock and fear.

Seraphina hadn't shown anger or contempt; her calm indifference didn't even bother to acknowledge her.

It was this utter disregard that cut the deepest.

Turning back, she saw a sleek yet undeniably expensive Porsche parked at, the entrance. An impeccably tailored suit-clad man stepped out and opened the passenger door for her. His expression was gentle and attentive, bearing an uncanny resemblance to Orion. He bore a striking resemblance to Orion,