She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 973

Sebastian York's presentation centered on four themes regarding the clinical application of new anti-tumor drugs and their future challenges.

His speech was highly organized and passionately delivered, earning unanimous praise from the audience.

Sebastian himself seemed incredibly pleased with his performance, maintaining an aloof, confident smile from beginning to end.

As the presentation concluded to thunderous applause, he stepped off the stage without so much as a glance at the crowd.

Clarice stood up from her seat. Even in the dim lighting of the auditorium, the boundless adoration in her eyes for her boss was unmistakable.

"You seem very interested in him."

The sudden, heavy timbre of Preston Whitmore's voice slipped into her ear, and Melanie Royce replied without missing a beat.

"Because he's handsome!"

Before the words even settled, Melanie could feel the distinct wave of displeasure radiating from the man beside her.

She purposely waved a hand in front of her face as if fanning the air.

"What's that smell? Someone's jealous..."

"I am," Preston replied bluntly.

Melanie couldn't help but laugh, emphasizing her point. "I'm a single woman now. Even if I ogle a hundred handsome guys, it's none of your business."

"True."

Preston nodded slowly.

"You can look at your handsome guys, and I'll just sit here and be jealous."

He sounded almost aggrieved. Melanie found herself studying Preston's face.

Sebastian was undeniably handsome, but in a very conventional way.

If they were talking about truly breathtaking men, Preston took the crown.

Melanie figured she had racked up quite a bit of good karma in her life, though she never expected that the ointment she concocted on a whim would actually cure the birthmark on Preston's face.

What she expected even less was that, without the birthmark, his face would be this absurdly striking.

She had no idea whose strings they had pulled to get the organizers to add Melanie at the last minute.

Crossing her arms, Clarice let out a scoff.

"If I recall, the Royce Group is just an agricultural business that grows herbal ingredients. What are you doing at 'The Bio-Clinical Innovation Summit'? Can you even comprehend such complex topics?"

Her tone was incredibly hostile.

Sebastian was arrogant, but his secretary seemed even worse. The smug superiority on her face was deeply off-putting.

"If you ask me, you're just here to cozy up to Director York. But it's a shame... he is a very busy man and doesn't have the free time to entertain you."

As one of the most highly anticipated keynote speakers at this summit, Sebastian was a major draw.

It made sense that his secretary would jump to that conclusion.

Still, Melanie found the woman to be completely out of line.

Clarice acted less like a medical professional and more like the fiercely overprotective manager of an A-list celebrity.