"I believe that you no longer regard it like this anymore." Rowena replied softly, her eyelashes fluttering.

In the beginning, she had also been so worried. Psychology was the light that saved her from the pain of losing everything. She was left alone in Switzerland. The two newly born little kids were waiting for her to take care of them. Her living expenses were so tight that she couldn’t afford to take a break for a while. If she had not learned so much psychological knowledge, where did she get the courage to overcome pain and find a new life?

She had been worried that the commercialization would violate her initial intention, but it had never changed. Once there was a conflict between the two, she would give up on commercialization and directly transform Heartbeating into a charity organization. As for competing with Gale Family, she would find another way.

"Yes, you have made me look at you in a new light. Whether it is the global chain of Simon's Clinic or your psychological instructor training education, it can be regarded as the best possibility that can be achieved." Mosen said with a bright smile, "I am old after all. I should learn more from the younger generation."

"In fact, when you are full of thoughts, no matter how remote the road is, even if it is winding, it will just happen to lead to the destination you yearn for." Rowena's eyes seemed to flicker with starlight, "I think that this is the reason why you proposed this cooperation."

Mosen did not speak. He just looked at Rowena for a long time. He had once imagined what kind of person the CEO of Heartbeating would be. In his eyes, the person should be a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, or a wise aged man with gray hair. But he never thought that it would be such a young woman.

Just like that, she stood in front of him with a slight smile, speaking her opinion, easily touching the deepest thoughts in Mosen's heart.

"I thought too highly of myself. I underestimated your possibility." Mosen said, putting down the teacup and sitting on the sofa, "But Miss, you heard it just now. I have already reached an agreement with Mr. Yates."

"In psychology, there is a phrase called relation expectation. Any communication between people carries this kind of expectation. This expectation is expressed through various channels. The expectation may be inconsistent with words, but it is exactly what the speaker wants to convey."

Not only was there no anxiety in Rowena's tone, but the smile on her face grew even wider,

"From the moment you asked about my identity at the conference, I was already very sure that you set my identity as a partner for this project."

"Hahaha." When Mosen heard this, he clapped his hands and laughed, "What a classic case of the new generation replacing the old! Miss Gale, it seems I've already fallen into your hands!"

"I'm showing off my skills in front of the teacher." Rowena said with a smile, "I'll be counting on you to guide me more in the future."

"Haha, let's get down to business." Mosen stopped laughing and looked a little serious, "Actually, I have a total of two ideas for this project cooperation. One is the problem with the facilities, and the other is the problem with the personnel. I commissioned the construction of the facilities to Mr. Yates. Yates Group is rich and has a wide network of connections. In Seabrook and even in America, most of the wealthy businessmen are related to him. He can support the large-scale construction of the facilities. As for personnel, I originally thought that if you didn't appear, I would do it myself, and since you came, I saved a lot of energy."

"You want me to find a suitable teacher?" Rowena understood what Mosen meant.

"That's right. Generally, it's hard to find a real talent through general recruitment. Heartbeating is more proficient in this aspect. The consulting masters in your Simon's Clinic are all top talents from all over the country. I hope they can be the first batch of teachers for this project. On this basis, we can first recruit the second batch of teachers and let the first batch of teachers train them."

"And the second batch of teachers should be carefully selected." Rowena continued, "So Professor, what you'd leave for me is to complete the social homework to negotiate with the psychological counseling top masters of various countries?"

"Haha, that's right." Mosen agreed with satisfaction, thinking that this young lady understood right away, "This matter requires a lot of manpower and financial resources. If there are any difficulties, contact me at any time."

"Alright."

The two of them chatted for a while longer. Before they knew it, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Rowena said goodbye to Mosen contentedly. She turned around and saw Sebastian standing in front of her and blocking her way.

"May I ask, where did you buy the scarf on your face?" Sebastian asked, his eyes full of inquiry. He knew that this question was really unreasonable. Not to mention that this young woman did not answer, even if she really replied with a result, it would be useless to him.

For some reason, this young woman made him want to get closer to her.

"Sir, it has nothing to do with you." Rowena replied in a low voice. She moved aside and wanted to leave, but he grabbed her wrist.

"Miss, please answer my question." Sebastian insisted.

Rowena was terrified, thinking to herself, "If this continues, I will be exposed sooner or later. How could I escape?"

Just as she was pondering, a sudden ‘crack’ echoed from beside her, followed by a deafening explosion. Before Rowena could even react to see what had shattered, Sebastian spun around and scooped her up, barely getting them both out of the blast radius in time.

A crowd quickly gathered around them, and Sebastian's bodyguards rushed in to help the man up, asking if he was injured, conveniently blocking his line of sight.

"I'm fine. Where is that woman?" He pushed aside the crowd and looked around. The person just now had already disappeared.

On the other side, Rowena was panting as she hid in the bathroom and made a call.

"Ryan, block all the news about me at Seabrook's International Business Expo Banquet. Just now, the wine bottles at the venue suddenly exploded. I don't know if it was coming for me."

The man on the other side was stunned for a moment, and then he scolded her harshly, his voice full of anger, "Rowena, who let you participate in that banquet?!”

"I've already done it. It's useless for you to scold me now." Rowena's voice was a little weak, and there was a hint of coquetry in it, "Also, send your people from Seabrook to pick me up. Bring me a set of daily clothes that I can wear. I need to put on a show to the end."