The strange sense of familiarity in his mind made Kyle Keaton impatiently want to confirm it with July Quinn.
"July Quinn, open the door."
He called out at the door, but no one responded.
He knocked on the door, and still no one answered.
Bianca White couldn’t stand seeing Kyle Keaton being ignored and suggested, "Lord Keaton, shall I help you break down the door?"
Judging by Kyle Keaton’s imposing demeanor, he seemed to be looking for trouble with July Quinn.
Bianca White didn’t mind helping them get rid of this bothersome door.
Unfortunately, this suggestion was rejected.
Kyle Keaton glanced again at the tightly closed office door, his gaze deep as if he could see July Quinn behind it through the door.
Finally, he turned around and left.
After all, asking now or asking later made no difference to him.
Besides, he didn’t believe that a woman like July Quinn, who would try every means to cling to him, would actually not see him for a whole week.
As Kyle Keaton left, Bianca White quickly followed.
"Lord Keaton, my cousin just called again, asking if you were available tonight. He’s booked a private room at The Orient Chamber."
As Bianca White spoke, she showed her swollen cheek to Kyle Keaton, trying to evoke his sympathy, hoping that he might help her teach July Quinn a lesson too.
But Kyle Keaton’s eyes seemed to have a filter, completely ignoring the injury on her face.
Thankfully, he still responded to her, "He has so much free time lately?"
Bianca White’s cousin was none other than the young Vice President Roman Kidd.
It was said that back in the day Roman Kidd’s parents were both busy with political affairs, and for a while, he was placed with Bianca White’s family, so he was quite affectionate towards Bianca White and her parents.
Especially towards Bianca White, he treated her even better than his own sister.
He also valued Bianca White’s marriage prospects highly.
"Lately, not bad. I’m not very sure." Bianca White skirted around the topic ambiguously.
Because in fact, Roman Kidd had not contacted Kyle Keaton at all; it was all orchestrated by Bianca White.
After all, it was just a dinner, and as long as she asked, Roman Kidd would still agree.
After all, his affection for her wasn’t fake.
Moreover, if she could marry Kyle Keaton, it would benefit the entire family.
Kyle Keaton’s gaze passed through the car window, surveying the rapidly retreating scenery.
After a moment, he instructed Mason Shelby, who was driving, "Head to The Orient Chamber."
Bianca White’s eyes lit up instantly...
The Orient Chamber, Splendid Room—
As soon as Kyle Keaton entered the private room, he saw someone already seated inside.
Unlike others, who would invariably call him Lord Keaton regardless of their age compared to his, this person just stood up and greeted Kyle Keaton in a seemingly affable tone, "Young Master Keaton, long time no see."
Yes, the person was Roman Kidd.
His age was similar to Kyle Keaton’s, and his height and leg length matched, even their handsome appearances rivaled each other.
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"Vice President Kidd, how have you been?"
The two men, both perfectly built and extraordinarily charismatic, shook hands, with some unknown sparks seemingly igniting in the private room.
"What brings Vice President Kidd seeking Mr. Keaton?"
After taking his seat, Kyle Keaton got straight to the point.
He knew what The White Family and Roman Kidd were plotting, and he didn’t want to waste any time on it.
But Roman Kidd, upon hearing his question, cast a cold glance at Bianca White, who was also seated...