Felicia, with a flushed face and radiant energy, brought so food to Skye.
"Where is Aaron? I know I was wrong, I'm willing to accept punishnt. Don't do this to ." Skye cried out.
Felicia looked strange, had Skye misunderstood sothing?
"Miss Skye, Boss is currently on a date with a beautiful lady, so he doesn't have ti for you right now. He might be free tomorrow morning, or perhaps tomorrow noon. So please stay here for the ti being."
Felicia put down the food, easily pried open Skye's hands, and maintained a polite, reserved smile on her face.
Skye was dumbfounded.
"Dating? You said he's dating?!" Skye's voice gradually rose.
But Felicia ignored her, turning around and walking away.
Skye stared blankly at her retreating figure.
He locked her in a deserted small dark room, yet he went out on a date?
Skye frantically grabbed her hair. What kind of situation was this?
—
Exactly three o'clock in the afternoon.
Just as Skye was contemplating while facing the wall, Aaron arrived at a café in the Manhattan district.
Looking at the clearly designated couple's café sign outside, Aaron raised an eyebrow.
Interesting.
He slowly walked in, and with a quick glance, he locked onto his target.
It was a special location situated in the deepest part of the café, yet perfectly positioned to see the entrance.
Aaron saw a girl who had tied up her hair, wore a black suit, and looked quite petite. Her outfit was eye-catching.
Compared to the blue research uniform she wore in the file provided by Norman, this appearance was much more charming.
Just then, Helen Cho, who had been watching the entrance, spotted Aaron, imdiately stood up, and waved.
Aaron walked straight over. "Sorry to keep you waiting."
Helen Cho glanced at the ti, speaking rapidly with a hint of nervousness, "I arrived too early. As the President of a major Corporation like Osborn Industries, your schedule must be packed. How could I let my matters delay sothing more important?"
"It is only right to wait, no matter how long, to et a great man like you who works tirelessly day and night."
She's right. I work tirelessly day and night, and my schedule is indeed packed. But she got one thing wrong. I'm not the one doing the hard work.
Images of Norman and Felicia flashed in Aaron's mind. He sat down, and gave Helen a look.
Only then did Helen nervously sit down, appearing very uncomfortable, constantly twisting her hands under the table and lightly pursing her lips.
She recalled Norman's previous hint to her.
Helen was conflicted. She glanced at Aaron again, then quickly lowered her head.
Very handso.
But... wasn't it too fast?
"Um..."
"Is my aura that strong? Am I scaring you?" Aaron found Helen's uneasy deanor amusing.
Upon hearing this, Helen imdiately straightened her chest, looking as serious as a primary school student called upon to answer a question.
"You are the true boss of Osborn Industries. At its peak, it was worth hundreds of billions of US dollars."
"Now you are the most famous person globally, and everyone is discussing your legendary experiences."
"I suppose... the news spread by the dia surely wasn't good?"
Aaron had seen the news yesterday. If not universally condemned, he was certainly notorious.
Helen shook her head repeatedly. "Of course not."
Bringing this up imdiately piqued her interest. She pulled out her pink-cased phone and opened a webpage.
"Look. This is a notice just released by the U.S. Air Force Commander: Mr. Aaron is the most graceful, most Genius, and best person I have ever t. His wisdom is admirable. I am very happy to know him and eagerly hope to start cooperation with him as soon as possible."
Below were a series of red headlines and covers.
Osborn Industries had beco an important partner of the military, and Aaron was their most valued military consultant.
"And this one, a notice released by a real estate tycoon."
"No one understands Mr. Aaron better than . Without a doubt, he is a Genius, a super Genius who surpasses Einstein, Newton, and Howard Stark."
"And this."
"The U.S. President even issued a notice: I am very fortunate to simultaneously possess the two great jewels, Osborn Industries and Stark Industries, during my term, especially Osborn Industries. Perhaps I will have the opportunity during my tenure to witness the rise of the most dazzling star, one that might even rival the brilliant sun."
Helen's face was flushed red. As she spoke excitedly, her gaze toward Aaron was filled with admiration.
Yesterday, Aaron's reputation had hit rock bottom, earning him titles like Son of the Devil and Satan.
However, right after Norman took the item to et the Air Force Commander, in less than half an hour, the focus of the entire news dia shifted.
They were praising him as wildly as they had previously insulted him severely.
"New York Daily: New York has beco the center of the world because of two n: one is Tony Stark, and the other is Aaron!"
"The Daily Bugle: ..."
Scanning the exaggerated headlines one by one, Aaron's lips twitched slightly.
No wonder everyone looked at him with expressions of admiration and excitent when he left the building.
So this was the reason.
"Oh my goodness, how exactly did you manage that?"
"To gain control of such a massive Corporation in an instant, and then receive praise from everyone in another instant."
Helen was very excited. She ca from South Korea. In her eyes, the U.S. was a behemoth that could only be looked up to.
Forget her, even her country's President, or the largest financial group, was just a small insect here. These powerful figures wouldn't even look them in the eye.
But now...
Aaron had managed to beco the most dazzling star of the U.S., the pride held in everyone's hands, in just a few days.
In this instant, Aaron was elevated in her heart to a position that she could only look up to.
"Calm down. This is nothing to be proud of." Aaron remained indifferent.
It was just a few words of flattery, all those people wanted was newborn.
Everyone fears death. These people fear death even more than ordinary people.
Previously, they might have doubted the future Norman described.
But just half an hour ago, when the Air Force Commander appeared before the dia after many months, looking healthy, rosy-cheeked, and at least ten years younger, everyone went crazy.
Complints poured in relentlessly.
During this ti, who is Tony Stark? Oh, he's Iron Man, who fights criminals? So what? Can he let people have a new life?
Aaron can.
Naturally, Tony was stepped on by Aaron to rise to power.
In fact, forget re praise. Even if they were asked to call him "Daddy," they would do it without hesitation. At worst, they could just claim it was a slip of the tongue. What's wrong with misspelling a few words?
Aaron was unconcerned by all this. Yet, this indifference made him seem even more mysterious and powerful in Helen's eyes.
The female instinct to admire strength, coupled with her inferiority complex, gradually solidified her resolve.
Aaron said at this mont, "Actually, achieving what I have is very simple."
Helen's curiosity was piqued.
"One is brains, and the other is fists."
Brains represent wisdom, but what do fists represent?
Helen didn't understand. Could it be... unity?
Wow! Mr. Aaron is truly amazing!
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