The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 147

"That was fast."

"My brother is pushing for it. He probably wants them to secure an heir as quickly as possible. But Jefferson isn't exactly husband material; his ambitions are far too dangerous."

Claire had no idea how to respond.

Critiquing her ex-boyfriend in front of her current romantic interest? That felt like crossing a massive red line.

The car pulled up to the breathtaking entrance of the Royal Imperial Hotel, giving Claire the perfect excuse to change the subject. "This is my first time here. It's so gorgeous... it must cost a fortune."

"I'll cover the bill. You just go enjoy time with your friends."

"Someone already offered to pay for everything," Claire said, checking the group chat. "Top floor VIP room."

"We're heading the same way." Miles reached over and unclicked her seatbelt.

The expansive hallway was lined with thick, imported cashmere carpets. Crystal chandeliers cast a mesmerizing glow, and the very air smelled of old money.

Miles pointed down the hall. "Yours is right up ahead. My dinner is in the room next to it."

Just as Claire took a step forward, the heavy oak doors of Miles's private dining room swung open.

Several well-dressed, distinguished older men walked out.

The moment they spotted Miles, their posture shifted instantly. They hurried over, bowing with excessive reverence. "Mr. Zimmerman, you've arrived!"

"When you agreed to join us, you practically made our year!"

Miles's voice was casually indifferent, his intense gaze never leaving Claire. "I was dropping her off, so I came up."

The moguls finally noticed Claire. They paused for a split second before their smiles turned practically radioactive with warmth. "And who might this be?"

"I just drove her here for her class reunion."

"Ah—an absolute pleasure to meet you!" The men exchanged rapid, knowing glances and immediately showered Claire with greetings.

Claire felt a massive wave of awkwardness, utterly overwhelmed.

They didn't know her, but she definitely knew them!

These men were absolute titans, the permanent fixtures on prime-time financial networks. The real kings of Empire City.

Claire knew the Zimmerman family was powerful, but she had never fully grasped how deeply respected Miles was in the corporate underworld, despite not being directly involved in the family business.

"Hello... hello," Claire nodded repeatedly like a polite little bird.

Miles casually interjected, "She's an entrepreneur as well. Luna Atelier, in the fashion industry. Just getting started."

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