Chapter 201
Her deep eyes shimmered, as if brimming with unshed tears, yet they held a natural, gentle warmth.
Rebekah Fletcher shook her head and quickly thanked him. “I’m fine, thank you p>
Caleb Powell looked down at her. He had only ever seen her in photographs, and this was the first time he was seeing her in person. Just as he’d imagined, she was even more beautiful than her pictures.
“Mr. Forrester doesn’t seem to treat his wife with the same adoration the media claims,” Blaze Powell’s crisp voice cut in from the side, his tone dripping with undisguised sarcasm.
Rebekah frowned. His voice was strikingly similar to the one she’d heard on the phone. She couldn’t help but look at him.
Blaze had striking, chiseled features. His face was a canvas of sharp angles and refined lines, framed by almond-shaped eyes that tilted slightly upwards. Just standing there, he exuded a commanding presence.
Sensing her gaze, Blaze turned to her and offered a slight smile. A shiver ran down Rebekah’s spine. It couldn’t be. Was he really p>
Benjamin Forrester, hearing Blaze’s remark, quickly tried to explain. “We’ve had a bit of a disagreement recently. I apologize for the scene, President Powell p>
He then shot a venomous glare at Rebekah and hissed under his breath, “What are you still standing here for? Let’s go p>
Still reeling from shock, Rebekah didn’t register his words. Benjamin reached for her arm again, but Caleb stepped between them, blocking his path. He looked up, his eyes cold as he stared down Benjamin.
“Touch her again. I dare you p>
Benjamin’s brow furrowed. Why were the Powells defending Rebekah?
Candice Fletcher quickly stepped in to smooth things over. “We’re all acquaintances here. Let’s not let trivial matter spoil the mood. assumed that her past collaboration with the Powell Group would afford her some courtesy.
She was mistaken.
Xavier Powell, who had been silent until now, let out a cold snort. “Who’s an acquaintance of yours p>
Candice’s smile froze. “I’ve worked with the Powell Group before p>
“Countless people have worked with the Powell Group,” Xavier cut her off dismissively. “You were just a minor brand ambassador. Why would my brother remember you p>
His blunt words made Candice’s face flush with color, but she quickly composed herself, remembering her purpose for being there.
She turned to Blaze. “Of course, a busy man like President Powell wouldn’t remember me. But this is Mr. Forrester of the Forrester Group. Surely you know him?” she said shifting the focus. To be frank, Mr. Forrester hoped to discuss a major partnership with you today. We were hoping you might spare a moment p>
Benjamin seized the opportunity. “President Powell, could you give me just ten minutes? I’m confident you’ll be interested in the project once you hear the proposal p>
Blaze’s gaze fell on Benjamin, his expression once again stern and unyielding. “And what makes you think I would waste ten minutes of my time listening to you p>
The remark was utterly dismissive. Benjamin was so stunned by his bluntness that he stood frozen for a few seconds.
Blaze’s eyes flickered between Benjamin and Candice before
settling on Candice. “You just
accused Miss Fletcher of having ano
affair, yet you and Mr. Forrester
seem awfully close. Isn’t that the pot
caffing the kettle black? The Powell Group will never partner with a man of such low character p>
Though Blaze often appeared aloof, he was rarely so harsh. Today, his words were direct and loaded with emotion. Benjamin’s face was darker than a thundercloud.