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They both spoke fluent, impeccable English, offering deep insights into the trends of financial technology and the future direction of tech empowering everyday life.
Shortly after the speeches wrapped up, the banquet began.
The atmosphere was relaxed and casual. Guests mingled in elegant evening wear, holding wine glasses and chatting in low voices.
Jillian had just finished chatting with a foreign colleague when a gentle voice sounded beside her.
"Long time no see."
She turned around and saw Gibson.
"Long time no see." Jillian was a bit surprised he had recognized her at a glance.
"When did you get back?"
"Not too long ago," Jillian replied flatly, keeping her distance.
Gibson acutely sensed her coldness. Even knowing he wasn't exactly welcome, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you fully recovered from your illness?"
"I am. Thanks for asking."
"That's good." Gibson's fingertips lightly brushed the edge of his wine glass. After deliberating for a moment, he asked softly, "Did you come to the summit with Mr. Langley?"
"Yes. Who else would I come with?" Jillian's tone was indifferent. She found the question strange.
Gibson's brow furrowed slightly.
He knew it was inappropriate to pry into their private relationship in such a public setting, but the doubts swirling in his mind wouldn't let him let it go.
"Mr. Langley is a great guy. If you're with him, I'm happy for you."
Jillian frowned, realizing Gibson had probably misunderstood the situation.
But whoever she chose to be with, and whether they were good or not, what right did he have to be happy for her?
They weren't even close enough to be considered friends.
Jillian gave a slight nod, excusing herself, and walked away without another word.
Gibson's final sliver of hope was dashed, and he let out a heavy breath.


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