Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 918: Going to the Bar
Aveline had little experience interacting with men. From childhood to adulthood, the ones she interacted with most were Julian
and Orion, followed by Kieran. Aside from them, very few people-male or female-had ever gotten close to her.
When it came to communication, Aveline wasn't as skilled as Amy. While her professional knowledge was impeccable, Aveline's
social skills lagged behind. She had been explaining to Brett all the benefits of the acquisition with great detail and precision.
Brett, however, just smiled at her the whole time. He neither interrupted nor responded until she finished speaking. Then, he
asked, "Miss, do you not like desserts?"
"Huh?" Aveline was baffled. Weren't they discussing business? How did the topic suddenly shift to desserts?
"You didn't touch any of the desserts I ordered. If you don't like them, I can order something else."
Aveline had been so focused on the acquisition that she hadn't paid attention to what she was eating. In truth, she did like
desserts. It was only after Brett pointed it out that she realized she hadn't even tried them.
"Desserts can make people feel happier, Miss. You seem very tense. Why not relax a little and enjoy the sweets?"
"Mr. Brett, this acquisition is very important to both me and my company. I've already explained so much. What are your thoughts
about selling your company's qualifications?"
"Let's discuss it after you've finished dessert," Brett replied with growing curiosity about the young woman in front of him. At first,
he thought she had relied on her looks to win over Orion. But from the way she spoke about the project, it was clear she was no
pushover.
Aveline didn't understand why Brett insisted on her eating dessert. But since the delicate pastries were already in front of her,
she had no choice but to oblige.
As she ate, her mood noticeably improved. She loved good food, and the desserts seemed to brighten her entire world.
"Are you full?" Brett asked when he noticed her lingering over the last bite. "Would you like me to order another plate?"
"No, thank you," Aveline said, wiping her mouth. "Mr. Brett, can we talk about the acquisition now?"

"Let's talk. Currently, four other companies seem inclined to sell to me. My suggestion is that I buy fifty percent of your
qualifications for double the price you just offered. You must know that the construction of low-rent housing isn't highly profitable.
The initial bidding alone costs a lot, and if the management isn't handled well later, there's a high risk of loss.
Instead of taking on such a burdensome project, why not sell your qualifications and guarantee yourself a profit?"
Aveline frowned slightly. "Mr. Brett, as far as I know, your company previously only had one qualification, which suggests this
project doesn't interest you much. As you said, the project is risky, requires significant investment, and offers little profit. Why
would you want to take on such a thankless task?"
"If it's such a thankless task, Miss, why are you so determined to do it?"
In truth, Brett was more curious about the relationship between Aveline and Amy than the project itself. Initially, he hadn't had
any interest in it at all.
"I have my reasons," Aveline said firmly. "Mr. Brett, why not do me a favor and let this go? Consider it the start of a friendship. In
the future, if there's a chance for cooperation, I'll make sure you're prioritized."
Brett didn't realize how valuable a promise from Aveline could be. Anyone who knew her would be eager to earn her favor. But
Brett, unfamiliar with Clothville and clueless about its affairs, had no idea who she really was.
Aveline was also naturally low-profile. Julian had suggested throwing her a party countless times, but she always declined. Even
when Aveline did make a rare public appearance, Julian ensured that the media coverage was suppressed. It wasn't surprising
that many people didn't recognize her.
"To be honest, I wasn't optimistic about this project at first. But now that I've acquired four companies' qualifications, I think it's
doable," Brett admitted.
"Mr. Brett, is it the price you're dissatisfied with? I'm here today with absolute sincerity. If it's about the price, we can negotiate
further," Aveline said, growing frustrated. She had assumed the meeting would go smoothly-the meal was over, and Brett initially
seemed disinterested in the project. So why had he suddenly changed his mind?
"The total scale of the project is only a few million dollars. Do you think I care about the price?"
"Then what exactly do you mean, Mr. Brett?" Aveline's patience was wearing thin. She knew the process by heart but
underestimated how challenging interpersonal communication could be.

"How about this-I'll think it over and get back to you with an answer?" Brett suggested. The project itself didn't matter much to
him, but the charming woman before him had certainly captured his attention.
"Alright. It's getting late. Let's leave it here for today," Aveline said, relieved to end the conversation.
"It's not even nine yet. There's a great bar nearby, Miss Aveline..."
"Sorry, I have plans tonight," she interrupted before he could finish.
"Miss Aveline, don't misunderstand. Didn't you say you liked Band X? They're
performing at the bar tonight. Opportunities like this are rare."
"They're playing tonight?" Aveline's expression finally shifted.
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"Yes, and I happen to have a few tickets from a friend. Without one, you can't even get through the door tonight."
At that moment, Aveline's phone buzzed. It was a message from Orion:
"Baby, I've sent the driver to pick you up. I'll be home late tonight-don't wait for me, and get some rest."
Aveline understood that social obligations were inevitable. Even Julian, with his high status, occasionally had to attend events,
let alone Orion, who was still building his career. She explained the situation to Orion and asked him to pick her up from the bar
later.
Knowing how much she loved the band, Orion didn't object. He simply urged her to be careful and to call him if anything
happened.
"Mr. Brett, I'll trouble you to take me there," Aveline said.
"It would be my pleasure," Brett replied.
The bar was exceptionally exclusive, only admitting those with tickets. Tonight's event had drawn a crowd of wealthy elites.

As Aveline followed Brett inside, she quickly became the center of attention. Many began speculating whether she was Brett's
girlfriend.
Brett found a spot for them and said, "Miss Aveline, I'll step away to greet some friends. Feel free to enjoy yourself."
"Alright," Aveline replied, her focus entirely on the band. This was a niche group she adored, and she hadn't expected to see
them perform live tonight. Her excitement was palpable.
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