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Chapter 483
Hera had not finished processing the forms yet. She furrowed her brows and said, “So soon?”
The secretary smiled. “It seems that their last vice president has been replaced… This new one is quite a young and
handsome man!”
Hera’s expression darkened. “Is he more handsome than my
husband?”
The secretary realized she had misspoken. Then, she glanced at Nash with a flattering smile. “Not even a tenth as
much as Mr. Calcraft!”
Nash touched his face narcissistically. “Keep talking; I like what I’m
hearing!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtChuckling, Hera stood up from her office chair.
Nash also rose, casually draping an arm around her slender waist as they walked together.
Hera did not resist until they reached the door, where she gently
swatted Nash’s hand away.
There was no one inside the office, but there were many company
executives outside.
She was worried it might give the wrong impression.
Hera pushed open the door to reception room number one and
entered.
Inside, there were three men, all handsome young men in their mid to
late 20s.
They were dressed in suits, looking slim and sharp.
Nash was a bit more robust than them, but he was not overweight. Instead, his appearance exuded a strong
masculine presence.
His chiseled jawline was more cool and somewhat indifferent.
The three men from Innovate Collective all rose from their chairs but
still stood half a head shorter than Nash.
The contrast was stark between the four, and Nash’s presence overshadowed everyone else.
The secretary was dumbfounded. The previously easygoing Mr.
Calcraft now seemed to have the aura of a powerful CEO straight out
of a TV show.
The three handsome men from Innovate Collective paled in comparison to Nash.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“And you are?” Clarke Camp, the vice president of Innovate Collective, furrowed his brows slightly.
The man before him had a formidable presence, stronger even than the chairman of Innovate Collective.
When did such a person appear in Baroque’s high-level management?
Nash grinned. “I’m Nash, the security manager of Baroque’s
subsidiary…”
Security manager? Clarke’s look of concern slowly dissipated,
replaced by disdain..
Clarke turned his attention to He
gentlemanly gesture. “You must be Ms. Mare’s daugh
Hera was about to respond with a handshake when Nash beat her to it, gripping Clarke’s hand with a friendly smile.
“I’ve already extended my hand to shake yours, yet you ignored me. That’s quite impolite…”
Clarke’s eye twitched as anger rose within him, but he restrained himself from making a scene.
It would only lower his status to argue with a security manager.
“Ms. Lewis… Are all the high-level executives in your company like this?”
Clarke asked with a forced smile.
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