Chapter 5

The conference room fell into a hush.

The attendees exchanged bewildered looks, their expressions filled with astonishment.

"Who's this Brent? Could he be a top executive sent from the Atticus family's main office?"

"If I remember correctly, Sir Atticus has a son named Brent!"

"Goodness, to be given such an important position, he must be someone significant. We'd better not get on his bad side!"

The crowd began to speculate about my background.

Meanwhile, Mabel and Atlas stood motionless, as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

Atlas, looking even more pallid than usual, stuttered, "Ms. Allen, that Eric guy... I think we encountered him at the eatery not long ago. And he just mentioned that the person running this Atticus Group investment meeting is..."

Mabel, her face equally ashen, clung to a glimmer of optimism. "It's all right. Perhaps it's just a coincidence? Maybe they share the same name?"