?<strong>Chapter 535:</strong>
Brook left the office building and drove to the dressing room Corrie had reserved.
Following a staff member’s instructions, he strode into the dressing room.
The room was small, but various cosmetics were on disy. Brook wasing to such a ce for the first time, and after suspiciously sweeping his eyes around the room, he sat down in the empty chair next to Corrie.
Corrie had already been there for half an hour and had just finalized her look with the makeup artist.
Hearing themotion, she peeled her eyes open and saw Brook sitting next to her, curiously eyeing the cosmetics in front of him.
Corrie rolled her eyes and remarked irritably, “I thought you had a stronger spine when you said you were unwilling to join me for your grandpa’s gathering, yet here you are.”
Brook’s eyes shed with resentment.
He didn’t have a choice but toe. His grandpa’s gathering was not something just anyone could attend.
Only those acknowledged by Enzo were given the honor of attending this dinner.
Every young Owen waspeting to attend it, and among them, Jayden was the only regr guest.
It was easy to infer that if Jayden hadn’t be disabled, he would be the future leader of the Owen Group.
But destiny had other ns for him.
Jayden now stood no chance anymore.
Brook fantasized about seizing this opportunity. He wanted to surpass Jayden, so he needed to attend this dinner.
Brook ignored Corrie’s sarcasm and replied coolly, “There is no way Grandpa would have noticed you without me around, right?”
Corrie scoffed and crossed her legs, refusing to continue talking to him.
Her intention to marry Brook was solely to ess the Owen family’s resources and connections. Once she found a way to independently work for Enzo, she could sever her ties with Brook.
Corrie’s spirits lifted when she thought of this. She couldn’t let him bring her down and affect tonight’s dinner.
Their makeup took two hours, after which they headed to Enzo’s ce.
When they arrived, they found the parking lot lined with luxury cars worth several million dors each.
Corrie even spotted numerous antique cars that had never been on the market.
Antique cars cost astronomical amounts of money, but she saw several here.
Corrie was once again astonished by the Owen family’s connections and wealth. It only strengthened her resolve to cling to them.
Corrie and Brook strode into the house arm in arm.
Corrie didn’t know anyone there, but Brook did.
Brook was incredibly excited at seeing all the powerful members of his n sauntering around. He wanted to go up to each one, greet them, and give them his business card to ensure they remembered him.
But he knew better than to do that. It would make him appear too crass.
So, he stood in one corner with Corrie, not having the nerve to make a move.
After a few minutes, Enzo slowly strolled over with the help of a cane. His hair had already turned silver, but his face shone with vigor, and his eyes still glinted sharply.
He swept his eyes over the people present. Only twelve people had been invited.
But these twelve people formed the core of the Owen n and ensured its evesting prosperity.
Enzo was quite pleased with this group of people. They were loyal and capable members he had handpicked.
He cleared his throat softly and said, “Everyone, I have organized our gathering today for only one reason: I haven’t seen you all in a while and wanted to gather everyone to enjoy a meal with me while I’m still here.”
Some people’s faces fell when they heard this. “Enzo, why are you saying something so ominous? It’s upsetting.”
“Exactly, you’re still hale and hearty. You have many more years ahead of you!”
A displeased expression crossed Enzo’s face at this. He shook his head and replied, “I’m old. My body isn’t as strong as it used to be. I’m aware of that.”
After a brief pause, he added, “Besides enjoying a meal together, I also want to discuss Jayden’s matter.”
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