Chapter 4

I didn't respond and hung up directly.

A few hours later, I arrived in Paris, France, half a world away.

As soon as I landed, I immediately changed my phone number and went to the company to complete the entry formality.

The workload was heavy. I was not only responsible for liaising with French companies but also had a large volume of domestic business.

When I first arrived abroad, between the jet lag and the heartbreak, I suffered from insomnia night after night.

Even after taking sleep medication and finally falling asleep, I'd dream about when Rachel and I first got together.

Eventually I just stopped trying to sleep, letting work fill my life so I wouldn't dwell alone on those past beautiful moments.

After some time, I'd put Rachel behind me. The wounds from the relationship were healed by time.

But I still couldn't avoid hearing news about her.

I learned that after I left, Rachel and Connor immediately made their relationship official. When I saw them announce this to friends, I quickly deleted Rachel's and her friends’ contact information.

But not long after, a mutual friend gossiped to me:

[Rachel and Connor are about to break up.]

I was a bit confused:

[Weren't they doing great together?]

[Give me a break. Connor's been driving Rachel crazy lately. She's in the rising phase of her career. You used to handle everything in her life perfectly, but Connor just uses her card to eat, drink, and have fun. They fight every two or three days.]

[And apparently! Connor was divorced abroad! He wanted to keep it hidden from Rachel, but she found the divorce certificate. Rachel wants to break up but can't let go. They're basically torturing each other.]

I really hadn't expected this plot development. After all, they'd seemed to truly love each other deeply.

Though it was dramatic, none of it had anything to do with me anymore.

My next intersection with Rachel came after I was sent back to the country for my first independent project.

I'd anticipated this since our work overlapped.

Opening the project file, it was Rachel's company—Muller Corp.

Not only that, but she was in charge of this project.

Muller Corp was urgently seeking new investment for a project and was competing with other companies in a bidding war. The situation was intense.

Fortunately, everything was communicated online, and I tried to avoid any chance of meeting her in person.

I assigned all the offline negotiations to team members.

The project concluded perfectly, and everything seemed to be developing in the best direction.

Then my assistant Andrew suddenly burst into the office:

"Adrian! Muller Corp's financing failed!"