No Intention To Admit
Samuel walked over with Kathleen, and they sat down at the same time.
Trevor was ready to greet them, but Samuel totally ignored him and made the first move.
The main goal of the tech conference this time was for people to listen to the insights of other industry
players.
Kathleen wasn’t familiar with this field.
Samuel began to explain in a deep voice, “Don’t force yourself. No one will really present their results.
In fact, they might even come up with some unrealistic assumptions, then insist that they have done the
research.”
Kathleen responded, “Isn’t that just making empty promises?”
“Well, whatever ideas they say here could easily be snatched away by other competitors for their own
research,” Samuel admitted solemnly.
Kathleen was taken aback. “Exactly how insecure are they? Their findings will have to be announced
sooner or later.”
“When it comes to tech and innovation, time is money,” Samuel said flatly. “If someone else has
plagiarized and perfected your ideas before you did, you can’t really defend yourself.”
Kathleen sighed.
“I guess you’re right.” She was in the pharmaceutical business, and they were very different fields.
“Next, let us welcome Mr. Samuel Macari,” said the host on the stage.
Surprised, Kathleen glanced sideways at Samuel, “Oh, you’re giving a speech today.”
“That’s right.” Samuel nodded.
He stood up and walked onto the stage.
Kathleen watched as he strode away calmly, admiration rippling through her.
Samuel was indeed attractive.He was charming and high-spirited. Any woman would fall for him.
She came here with him, yet other women still couldn’t resist to approach him.
Kathleen sighed inwardly. She felt rather insecure, as though she was falling in love for the first time
again.
As she looked at Samuel and listened to his speech, she was quite captivated.
His speech wasn’t exactly a long one, but what he shared was quite practical.
After he finished his speech, he returned to sit next to Kathleen.
Kathleen asked curiously, “You just said that no one’s really honest here, for fear of being plagiarized.”
Samuel chuckled. “Macari Group has our own brand of confidence.”
Fine.
The conference eventually ended, and Samuel and Kathleen rose to their feet.
“Mr. Macari,” Trevor finally called out to him.
Samuel turned to face him.
“Old Mr. Hoover, how may I help you?”
Trevor stared unblinkingly at Samuel.
“I wonder if you have any plans for a collaboration.”
“Macari Group has never cooperated with others in this field,” Samuel rejected him coldly.
Macari Group had always done its research and development independently.
Cooperation was extended only when both parties had insufficient funds or lacked manpower.
However, Macari Group was different. Samuel had both money and manpower.
The people who worked for him were highly paid, so he was sure that they wouldn’t be poached.
Trevor smiled meaningfully.
“Why don’t you take some time to think about it, Mr. Macari? I heard that you wanted to get involved in
drones, but you’re having trouble with the system. I have a few good people working under me. They
might be able to help you.”
Samuel’s expression darkened. “Your information is quite accurate, Old Mr. Hoover.”
I only have such intent thus far. No proposal has been made yet.
“Then, won’t you consider it, Mr. Macari?” Trevor grinned.
Samuel looked at him sternly. “That’s not necessary.”
Not expecting that Samuel would still refuse him, Trevor thought that it was time for him to play his
trump card.
“Uncle Trevor!” A beautiful woman came in from outside.
When Samuel glanced sideways, his eyes widened in shock.
Kathleen quickly surmised that the woman was Ashley, Samuel’s savior.
Kathleen clenched her fists, hoping that nothing would go wrong.
“Ashley, you’re here.” Trevor gave her a meaningful smile.
Ashley nodded. “Traffic was bad. Am I late?”
“You missed Mr. Macari’s speech. It was fascinating!” Trevor exclaimed.
Sighing, Ashley turned around to face Samuel. “Excuse me, Mr. Macari. I’m actually a reporter. Can I
interview you?”
Seeing that she did not mention a word about their previous encounter, Samuel replied, “Sure.”
“That’s great!” Ashley said joyfully.
Kathleen raised a brow.
In the past, Samuel would never accept interviews.
Apparently, it was different when the request was made by one’s savior.
“I shall wait for you in the lounge,” he said flatly.
“All right!” Ashley was over the moon.
Samuel wrapped his arm around Kathleen’s shoulders and left.
Soon, they arrived at the lounge.
Kathleen proceeded to mock him, “I’m your savior too. Why aren’t you nicer to me?”
Samuel removed his jacket. “Am I not nice enough to you? Ms. Johnson, I’ve even entrusted my life to
you.”
Kathleen let out a light snort.
Samuel grinned as he took note of her jealousy. “There’s nothing going on between us. Why do you
care so much?”
Kathleen remained silent.
She had seen her fair share of how this would unfold.
“You can attend the interview alone. I’m going out for fresh air.” With that, she turned around and left.
Samuel furrowed his brow and instructed the bodyguard to follow her.
Kathleen didn’t go far; she was just nearby.
Right then, a bodyguard approached her. “Ms. Johnson, Mr. Hoover would like to see you.”
Kathleen raised a brow. “Lead the way.”
The bodyguard then led her to another lounge.
Trevor was having coffee when they arrived.
As Kathleen entered the room, their eyes met. Kathleen and Trevor looked similarly calm and
composed.
“Ms. Johnson, take it easy. Have a seat,” Trevor said.
Kathleen did not move. “I only have one question.”
“Go on.” Trevor cocked his brow.
“Do you know who I am?” she questioned in an icy tone.
“I do. You’re Frances’ granddaughter,” Trevor answered casually. “We may be related by blood, but I do
not intend to admit it, Ms. Johnson.”
Good!
“You’re overthinking it. I don’t want to do that as well. I just want to ask about your take on the
separation of Granny and my mom due to Luna and Hector,” Kathleen stated coldly.
“I shared a past with Frances, but that is, after all, in the past,” Trevor said with very little emotion. “I
don’t really know how Luna and Hector teamed up, and I don’t plan to find out. I’m not going to divorce
her because of this.”
Kathleen clenched her fists. “In other words, you don’t have any feelings for my grandmother and my
mom anymore. Is that it?”
A grim smile appeared on Trevor’s face. “If I did, I would have come looking for you long ago.”
Kathleen felt a chill run down her spine.
He was right, and Kathleen’s heart ached on behalf of Frances.
“Noted,” she uttered coldly. “In that case, I won’t hold back against the Hoover family!”
With that said, she turned and left.
Trevor merely sat there, calmly sipping on his coffee. “Fran, this child’s personality is just like yours.”
Then, he downed his drink in one go.
It’s time to resolve these grudges.
He was getting old, so he might not get any more chances to do so.
Kathleen walked out of Trevor’s lounge with a grim expression, feeling aggrieved for Frances.
They fell out of love. Fine. But did he have to cause her harm after breaking up? D*mn it! I’ll never
forgive the Hoover family! Never!
62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda