My Reborn Admirer Wins Over My Heart (Oriana) novel Chapter 387

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“Mr. Holloway, are you going to meet these leaders privately later? Aren’t you nervous?”

The compliments kept coming, each one higher than the last. Grant’s face remained calm, a faint, indifferent smile playing at his lips, as if he were untouched by praise or criticism.

“I just do my job. Everything else will take care of itself,” he said.

“Wow! Mr. Holloway, you’re so composed!”

Luna, linking her arm through his, couldn’t hold back her smile anymore.

Listening to all the flattery, she felt a rush of pride and delight.

Her gaze lingered on Grant’s profile, eyes full of admiration.

Compared to when he had first emerged on the scene last year, Grant was far more self- assured now.

In less than a year, an aura of authority and sophistication seemed to have settled around him. With the aid of his mobility device, he no longer needed a cane, and every step he took was graceful, poised, and elegant.

Coupled with his striking looks and commanding build, Grant had become one of the hottest young heirs of the moment. Numerous established and influential families had extended olive branches to him—but he had chosen only her.

Thinking of this, Luna instinctively lifted her chin, like a peacock proudly displaying its radiant feathers, smugly satisfied.

“By the way,” someone in the crowd whispered, “if Mr. Holloway is so outstanding, why isn’t he the spokesperson this year?”

A small voice muttered, and immediately, others chimed in.

“Well, you can’t help it–the event is hosted by the research center. They’re known for favoring their own people. Of course, the representative spot goes to one of them.”

Some voices defended Grant.

“Seriously? The research center is supposed to represent our country’s scientific achievements. Couldn’t they be a little generous?”

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“If they let Mr. Holloway speak, it’d be like slapping themselves in the face. Totally impossible.”

“The center really lacks foresight. If their leadership had partnered with Grant earlier, they’d have both the tech and the reputation.”

“They don’t need the fame or the partnerships. So many confidential projects stay in–house anyway–progress or not, it’s whatever.”

“The center probably thinks Grant’s personal skills are too strong. He’d be hard to control inside, so they didn’t try to recruit him.”

“Honestly, it’s better that he’s outside the center. If he were under their watch, Grant might not have the freedom to fully flex his abilities.”

“Doesn’t matter. Once Mr. Holloway’s new product debuts, the higher–ups will all be scrambling to win him over. The research center won’t matter anymore.”

Listening to these murmurs, Grant’s lips twitched slightly, a faint mix of disdain and pride showing.

Once someone had a true source of pride, they naturally became the center of attention.

Now, everyone would think the research center wasn’t worthy of Grant–they wouldn’t know he had been repeatedly turned down by them.

The group bypassed the main security line, entering through the special entrance.

Suddenly, someone called out loudly for Luna and Grant.

Luna’s eyes

widened at the familiar voice. She turned–and sure enough, saw Bramwell, Evelyn, and Owen rushing out from the line.

Her smile faltered under the still–mild warmth of the spring sun, and she could feel a hint of sweat forming.

“Mom! Dad! What are you all doing here?” she asked delicately, in front of everyone.

“I know you wanted to attend the summit with us, but invitations are limited. I didn’t want to bring anyone without permission—”

“We have invitations! We can go in!”

Bramwell forced a smile, waving three envelopes at Luna.

Dizzy and incredulous, Luna blurted out, “How did you get these?”

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