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---- "Edenfield Group really knows how to do it! They never invite celebrities, but when they do, it's a top-tier star!" "Can you imagine how much they had to spend to get her here? What a move!" "I knew that trending story before was fake! A company like Edenfield Group wouldn't cut corners on construction." "Big companies always attract gossip. It's normal. When a business grows this big, competitors love to spread rumors." "Brooklyn, over here!" "Brooklyn, I'm such a fan!

You're stunning!" "Miss Fox, can I get a photo?" "Miss Fox, would you sign an autograph for me?" Brooklyn moved with effortless elegance, every gesture poised and refined. Her smile was perfect, her hands lightly waving to greet fans on both sides of the red carpet. The crowd's cheering grew louder and louder. 'A sleek black Porsche Cayenne pulled up behind her. Staff opened the door with respect, and Aaron stepped out, impeccably dressed in a tailored black suit. ---- Company executives rushed forward to greet him. This was Aaron's first public appearance representing Edenfield Group.

His face was sharply defined, his high nose bridge giving him a commanding look that didn't need to raise a voice. Standing at 6'2", he towered over everyone nearby, exuding an aura of authority. He was instantly the center of attention. Brooklyn released Brendan's arm and turned to meet Aaron's gaze. Brendan quickly introduced them. "Miss Fox, this is our chairman, Mr. Devereaux." "And Sir, this is our guest today-the newly crowned Venice Best Actress and bestselling novelist, Miss Brooklyn Fox," Brendan continued, just to be safe in case Aaron wasn't following celebrity news.

Aaron didn't really know her. He had only skimmed. the profile Brendan handed him and approved her attendance based on the positive write-up. "Aaron!" Brooklyn stepped forward, smiling brightly, and extended her hand. "It's been ages! Don't you recognize me? I'm from your high school, a year below you!" Aaron's eyes flickered with curiosity. The name doesn't ---- ring a bell. He didn't ask. He shook her hand politely. "Thank you, Miss Fox, for taking time out of your schedule to join our launch event." Brooklyn paused briefly, noticing the ring on his hand. Was it a wedding band?

A couple's ring? Or just a piece of jewelry? Before she could dwell on it, Aaron withdrew his hand. "You probably don't remember me," Brooklyn said with a warm smile. "We were in school together." Aaron's lips curved slightly. High school... maybe. With twelve classes per grade and forty to fifty students in each, it was hard to remember everyone. Seeing the brief pause, Brendan jumped in. "No wonder Miss Fox agreed to come. Turns out she and our chairman go way back. What a small world!" Brooklyn added, "Yes! The moment I saw Edenfield Group, I wanted to come.

Seeing an old friend is always a pleasure, especially at such a remarkable company." Aaron nodded slightly. "Thank you." "Shall we go in together?" Brooklyn offered, smiling. ---- With media, colleagues, friends, and employees around, Aaron didn't walk beside her. He turned to Brendan. "Brendan, escort Miss Fox inside. I'm waiting for someone else." Brendan immediately stepped forward. "Right this way, Miss Fox!" Brooklyn didn't mind. She followed him gracefully into the event. Aaron had always been cool and distant in high school.

Now, successful and influential, he was even harder to approach. But Brooklyn had grown too. Back then, she couldn't stand beside him; today, she belonged here. From the moment she got the invitation, her heart hadn't settled. She ignored her agent's protests, canceled a shoot, and insisted on attending. That morning, she had booked the top stylist in town and spent hours getting ready just to see him. Even though Aaron hadn't looked surprised, she still felt confident in her appearance. After all, how could any man resist a talented, beautiful superstar?