?<strong>Chapter 1004:</strong>


    “Twenty to thirty pieces of clothing would be sufficient for the uing fashion show,” she thought, deciding to design only twenty. “Combining fashion design with Lorpond culture?” Ailyn muttered to herself, a faint smirk tugging at her lips. The concept struck her asughable.


    Two entirely different worlds—forcing them together would only result in something awkward and unnatural. Yet, it was also a challenge. And Ailyn thrived on challenges. Ailyn was renowned as a global fashion icon, and her design skills were exceptional.


    With a flick of her pencil, she began sketching a draft that aligned with her personal aesthetic. Once satisfied with the foundation, she carefully incorporated the so-called cultural elements of Lorpond into the design.


    By the time Nathan wheeled in her dinner, the room filled with the faint aroma of the warm meal, Ailyn had alreadypleted a third of the designs.


    At the Klein Group, the towering building stood majestically, shrouded in darkness. Only the CEO’s floor glowed faintly, a beacon in the night.


    Andrew had sent a message to Madisyn earlier, informing her he would be working overtime.


    Having just wrapped up an international online meeting, Andrew stood by the expansive floor-to-ceiling window, allowing the stillness of the night to offer a moment of respite.


    The secretary hurried in from outside, his expressionposed and professional.


    “Mr. Klein, the n for expanding into the chip market in Mafelen is encountering obstacles. They’ve set forth a condition,” he reported evenly.


    Andrew remained still, his gaze lowering, lost in thought. His expression was unreadable, making it impossible to decipher his true emotions.


    Sensing he had Andrew’s full attention, the secretary continued, “They want us to help them locate Dr. Mia. This is their precondition for entering into any cooperation with us.”


    Mafelen was a country ruled by aristocrats, where the upper ss held significant power over various aspects of life.


    The secretary believed their project was exceptional and that if this party agreed to coborate, it would undoubtedly lead to a mutually beneficial partnership. However, their insistence on involving Dr. Mia made the negotiation particrly difficult. Despite his thoughts, the secretary refrained from outright rejecting their condition. Instead, he returned to seek the CEO’s guidance, trusting in Andrew’s extraordinary capabilities to make the right decision.


    “Reject it,” Andrew said without hesitation, his voice calm yet resolute.


    If Madisyn’s identity as Dr. Mia were revealed, it could easily put her in harm’s way. Andrew was determined not to let anyone exploit her identity for profit, and he certainly wouldn’t allow it himself.


    The secretary, upon hearing Andrew’s words, immediately understood that Andrew was capable of fulfilling the Mafelen people’s request but was hesitant to do so. This was unusual, the secretary thought. Andrew typically used business connections as resources, leveraging them as chips in exchange for gains. But this time, he had refused.


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