Chapter 77 Business Dinner

Nicholas Andrieux Dinner with investors was nothing new to me. I had sat through enough of these to last a lifetime—most of them bland, overly formal, and frankly, a complete waste of my time. But this dinner? This one was an entirely different beast. Why? Because instead of discussing numbers, logistics, and business strategies, I was about to sit through a love interview. Fantastic. As I pulled out a chair for Alicia, she gave me a tight smile—one that was forced, borderline threatening, as if to remind me that she was only here because I begged for her help. I smirked. "Relax, darling," I said under my breath as I sat beside her. "You’re supposed to look madly in love with me, not like you want to strangle me." Alicia leaned in slightly, her voice low and sweet as she murmured, “Oh, I do want to strangle you, Nicholas. I’m just waiting for the right moment.” I chuckled, but before I could respond, Mr. Caldwell cleared his throat, bringing our attention back to him. “Well,