Her congratulations contained multiple meanings.
There was the joy of blessing, but mostly it was concerns and depression.
Leo read her mind. Instead of taking the red envelope, he gently pushed it back.
"I can't take it."
"Why?"
There was deep disappointment in Irene's eyes. "I thought at least I had the chance to give you my blessings."
"Because it will be unfair to you if I accept it."
Leo stared at Irene sternly and said with a serious voice, "You're too young to be haunted by the past. We can still be friends."
Irene took back the red envelope. Then she bit her lips and fell in silence.
Leo didn't want to bring out the subject. After his relationship with Lydia was made public, Irene had been off work for quite a few days.
She had known that Leo was married, but it never occurred to her that the wife was Lydia.
If he were with another woman, Irene could still compete with her in beauty and assets; however, Irene lost her willingness to compete when she knew the woman was Lydia.
She fell far behind Lydia in beauty, property, and identity. They came from two different worlds.
A firefly would never outshine the moon.
If she continued to pursue Leo, she would only humiliate herself.
Irene's silence suggested that she had given up.
"I see."
She raised her head and smiled brightly. "We're still friends in the future, right?"
"Of course."
Leo felt as if a burden had been taken off his shoulder.
He was Commander of Wyverns, ruling the people in Country X; however, when it came to intimate relationships, he was still new.
His heart was already claimed by Lydia, and there was no longer a place for other women. Actually, he had been afraid that Irene would keep bugging him regardless of her reputation.
"Okay, then let's get in."
Irene hummed and walked into the Cleo Hotel with Leo.
What Leo didn't notice was that when Irene went upstairs, a clear drop of tear rolled off from her eyes.
He will never understand that people who were really in love would never settle as friends.
"Mr. Cohen, Miss Garcia, good evening."
As soon as they walked into the hotel, Ronnie greeted them in suits, "Mr. O'Brien has been waiting for you upstairs."
He had greeted Irene, but his eyes were fixed on Leo with full respect.
Irene was surprised. She knew that Ronnie hated Leo because Leo took his lead role.
She was more than confused at why Ronnie was so respectful to Leo now.
"Lead the way."
Leo replied in a flat tone. Soon, following Ronnie, Leo arrived at the top floor with Irene.
The top floor is brightly lit, with antique jade wares all over the room. Tables with delicate dishes had already been set up.
Neil was sitting among the tables and talked to Michelle Brooks about something. Michelle didn't stop waving his hands.
Michelle was wearing a white off-shoulder dress which smartly accentuated her exquisite facial features and tall figure. Only Irene could compete with her.
Dwayne opened a fine bottle of red wine and filled Neil's glass.
"Mr. O'Brien, this is Mr. Cohen and Miss Garcia from the L Group."
Ronnie smiled and walked over with Leo and Irene.
"Mr. Cohen, Mr. Garcia, what has taken you so long? I've been missing you deadly."
Neil immediately stopped talking to Michelle and greeted the two, "Please, take a seat."
"Thank you, Mr. O'Brien."
Leo grinned a polite smile and sat down with Irene.
"We owe Mr. Cohen too much in the perfect cooperation between the two companies. Here's to you, Mr. Cohen."
Neil raised his glass and toasted Leo with a smile.
Leo didn't pick up his glass right away. He said with a meaningful smile, "The wine isn't poisonous, is it?"
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