Rowena didn't go back to buy that blue dress. She didn't try it on. She bought it hastily because she was annoyed with Ruth. She went around the store and continued to choose in the mall. Finally, she chose a light purple dress.

There was not much time left. She had already gotten her hands on the electronic invitation letter. When Rowena returned home and finished dressing up, she changed into the new clothes she had bought. She suddenly realized that she had forgotten to buy a mask.

It would definitely be too late to go back and buy it now... Rowena's gaze swept across the dressing table and stopped on a scarf in the corner.

It was a dark blue scarf with three petals embroidered on it.

The three-petaled flower was the pattern that her mother embroidered the most often. She learned from her mother and also embroidered it decently.

Later, when her mother was gone, she studied abroad alone. She missed her mother deeply, so she bought a lot of blue scarves according to her memory and embroidered the same pattern on them.

It was the perfect time to put it to use. She folded the scarf into the shape of a veil, tying it securely behind her head. Satisfied, she glanced at her reflection in the mirror.

The woman staring back at her wore a long purple gown, her tall figure giving the dress an elegant flair. Her hair was casually styled into a messy bun, with a few loose strands falling across her forehead, adding a touch of allure. Though most of her face was covered by the veil, it only made her bright, expressive eyes stand out even more.

She looked completely different from how she usually appeared at the clinic. Coupled with her finely-tuned falsetto voice, she was confident no one would recognize her.

"Alright, time to go!"

At the banquet, there were promising young men, young entrepreneurs, as well as old hands who had stepped into middle-aged and had been in the business world for many years. The elites of various countries gathered here and showed their smiles, but all of them used their keen sense of smell to find a business opportunity.

Rowena poured a bottle of wine and stood in a corner, secretly observing the crowd. She could not be too ostentatious. After all, Sebastian, Howard, and even Rosalind should be at the scene.

What's more... Her goal had already been determined. She would just wait for the special guest's speech before making a move.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door, and then the crowd automatically made way for them.

Rowena looked over and saw Sebastian holding Rosalind's hand as they walked into the venue. In recent years, as an entrepreneur, Sebastian had attracted global attention. Since taking over the Laird Group, the market value of the Laird Group had almost doubled in a very short period.

Rowena thought to herself, "Tsk, if not for the fact that I, the CEO of Heartbeating, hasn't shown my face for a long time, would he have been paid so much attention as the center?"

Rowena curled her lips. When she looked over again, she found a series of meaningful movements.

The way Sebastian walked seemed to be the same as usual, but there was a hint of stiffness. Moreover, as for the intimate action of holding hands, the bodies of the two should be slightly inclined toward each other. This was not a problem for Rosalind, but Sebastian was very awkward. On the contrary, he had a tendency to lean away from Rosalind.

Rowena was a psychologist and was always particularly sensitive to other people's movements. She wondered inside her heart, "Did this couple have a quarrel?"

Just as Rowena was deep in thought, the lights in the venue suddenly dimmed.

"Please welcome today's special guest, Professor Mosen, to the stage to speak. Applause please!"

The audience burst into thunderous applause, and everyone's eyes focused on the podium. They were looking forward to the speech of this senior in psychology.

"It seems that many people present are looking forward to the cooperation with Mosen. The competition is quite fierce." Rowena thought to herself. She took a few steps forward, wanting to hear the content of the speech clearer.

"I know that all of you here are merchants. I will honestly tell you the greatest value of interest that all of you can obtain in my project." Professor Mosen spoke fluent Greek. The translator on the side translated his words into English and amplified them in the hall.

Rowena frowned in dissatisfaction. Compared to the English after the translation, she wanted to hear the professor's words in his mother tongue. This was also the reason why she studied Greek during her university days.

In her eyes, there would always be barriers to the translation between languages, and only the most original version would truly have a temperature.

Rowena kept moving toward the stage, her eyes staring straight at Mosen on the stage. She wanted to hear his words clearly, but she didn't notice the figure beside her.

"Oh." She groaned in pain. The man who collided with her also snorted and looked down at her. He was obviously a little impatient, but he still asked in a gentlemanly manner, "Miss, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I'm sorry." Rowena tried her best to make her voice sound as thin as possible to hide her original voice.

"Wait... This voice was... Sebastian?"

She suddenly looked up and lowered her head the moment the man's gaze fell on her. She coughed lightly and continued to move forward bit by bit.

The unfamiliar voice gradually became clearer.

"Friends, although this project of mine sounds quite ordinary—building a professional psychology school, in fact, there are huge potential consumers. So far, as a discipline, psychology is rich in knowledge, yet it is also complex and chaotic. People can get psychology knowledge through many channels, but fragmentary knowledge is always... Haha, sorry, I said too much."

Mosen stopped his speech and put it in another way, "My friends, I mean, although I am old, my name is useful. If the school is promoted with my name, the benefits will be very considerable. You can refer to the lectures I gave in Seabrook. All the tickets for my lectures were sold out."

When the translator handled this paragraph, his tone was humorous. The vocal pitch of the final syllable went up, and the audience laughed, followed by thunderous applause.

Rowena, on the other hand, heard some helplessness in the old man's aged voice.

She looked back at the smiling wealthy celebrities and felt a deep sense of loneliness.

In the next moment, she saw Sebastian again, and this time, their eyes met, deeply and closely.