Ayan glanced at Mr. Tillery, his words filled with sincerity, and his deep eyes carried a subtle hint of calculation.
The Tillery family was slightly taken aback by his words, especially Mr. Tillery's daughter, Daisy. Her initial smile turned into a stiff and incredulous expression.
She instinctively looked at Mr. Tillery, seemingly seeking an answer. However, Mr. Tillery gave her a reassuring look and then asked Ayan, "Mr. Simpson, aren't you already divorced from your wife?"
Ayan narrowed his eyes, his expression calm, and his words were very composed. He replied, "Divorce was just a little amusement between us."
"Oh, is that so?" Mr. Tillery faintly smiled and didn't pursue the topic any further.
They were still having Western cuisine today, with each dish meticulously prepared, both in appearance and taste. Even Ayan, who had a discerning palate, had to admit their excellence.
Eating steak and drinking red wine made for a good combination.
After a few rounds of wine, Daisy couldn't contain her emotions any longer. She walked up to Ayan with a glass in her hand and offered a toast, saying, "Mr. Simpson, I toast to you!"
Her language skills were mediocre, but her sincerity was evident.
Ayan, of course, needed to respond. He lifted his glass, glanced warmly at Daisy, and replied in a cold tone, "Miss Daisy, there's no need for formalities from an Eastern girl like you. We don't have to engage in forced toasts or do things we don't want to do."
Daisy's face stiffened, but admiration for Ayan still shone in her eyes. She said, "I really like you, Ayan. I know you've separated from your wife, and I believe that only two equally matched individuals like us should be together. So, I hope you can give us a chance, okay?"
Daisy expressed her thoughts directly, speaking frankly without a trace of shyness.
Her various reactions and attitudes pleased Mr. Tillery, who seemed to find his bold daughter quite proud. A smile appeared on his face as he said, "Mr. Simpson, my daughter is straightforward and has good judgment. The person she chooses must be outstanding. She's my only daughter, and everything I have will be hers in the future. So, Mr. Simpson, do you have anything to say?"
Mr. Tillery's implications in these words were obvious. Even Mr. Tillery's secretary, who was dining with Kian on the side, whispered to Kian, "If Mr. Simpson agrees to become Mr. Tillery's son-in-law, the entire Tillery Group will be his. There's no need to expend effort in opening up foreign markets anymore. We'll be friends working together in the future. Why not seize this opportunity?"
Kian remained silent, losing interest in his meal. He focused on the events unfolding nearby, knowing that if Ayan stood up to leave, he would have to open the door.
Naturally, Ayan couldn't be allowed to leave. He continued sitting and eating here.
Kian wouldn't do anything that lacked foresight.
Therefore, Kian didn't respond to Mr. Tillery's secretary, only watching the situation with a slightly serious expression.
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