"That’s impossible!"
Nathan Jacobs stated firmly.
Because he was the one who arranged for the invitations to be written.
Except for those sent personally by the old man himself, all the other nas were reviewed by him.
Kyle Keaton’s na was definitely not on it!
"When my uncle is present, you can talk freely. It’s just a pity that today my uncle is..."
Nathan Jacobs’ words were cut short, his once confident eyes now hesitated.
Because Kyle Keaton actually pulled out an invitation.
"How is that possible?"
Nathan Jacobs imdiately stepped forward, grabbed the invitation, and opened it while muttering.
"Could it be my uncle..."
Could it be that his uncle privately gave Kyle Keaton an invitation?
But that shouldn’t be the case.
This ti it was the old man’s birthday banquet, so he only provided a few blank invitations for the old man to decide who to invite.
As for his uncle’s part, it was mostly his previous friends and partners, and their nas were already written on it.
Kyle Keaton’s na definitely wasn’t on it.
Could it be that Kyle Keaton forged a blank one himself?
Amidst Nathan Jacobs’ various doubts, he saw a few words on the invitation that he couldn’t have imagined.
In that instant, his face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with shock as they shifted between the invitation and Kyle Keaton.
His mouth opened and closed, yet no sound ca out.
Nina Quinn had been waiting for Nathan Jacobs to kick out July Quinn and her assistant, as they had disrupted her engagent day.
But Nathan Jacobs made no move, his face grew paler, sweat dripped more from his forehead, and his mouth opened and closed like a dying fish.
Helplessly, she stepped forward: "Brother Nathan, what’s wrong?"
But Nathan Jacobs still ignored her, forcing Nina Quinn to focus on the invitation in his hand.
Seeing the words on it, she couldn’t help but read aloud: "Mr. Keaton, President of Regalscape Group, over the past year, we at The Jacobs Group have greatly benefited from your kindness, participating in your Caelan Sea project... We look forward to your presence! Let us renew our friendship and discuss the future together."
After reading, Nina Quinn frowned, looking at Nathan Jacobs.
Currently, she had not yet officially stepped out into the business world, so she wasn’t particularly knowledgeable about business affairs.
Moreover, since there was no collaboration between Regalscape Group and the Quinn Group, she couldn’t understand the worth of the invitation that shocked Nathan Jacobs.
But Charles Quinn was different.
Having mingled in the Westmarch business world, how could he not know about the rising star, Regalscape Group, erging in Westmarch in the past year?
Every single investnt by this group exceeded billions, aggressively entering Westmarch with an awe-inspiring attitude, developing rapidly, and is currently poised to replace the original prestigious families of Westmarch.
Of course, this is only the visible wealth; the unseen real estate is probably even more astounding.
Therefore, many in the circle speculate that the new Regalscape Group likely holds wealth and status far above the original prestigious families of Westmarch.
For this reason, many in Westmarch are desperate to connect with Regalscape Group, eager to board this comrcial giant.
However, the puzzle is that the president of Regalscape Group remains very mysterious and low-key.
Even in projects involving billions in assets, he never showed up, usually sending his secretary or senior managent to negotiate.
Even their currently booming Caelan Sea project involving trillions, it’s said to have been fully entrusted to The Jacobs Group.
This led to great disappointnt for those hoping to et the mysterious boss of Regalscape Group through this project.
Charles Quinn had always wanted to latch onto Regalscape Group’s comrcial giant, wishing for an opportunity for Quinn Group’s teoric rise but had always failed to et this mysterious boss.
Yet just now, he seed to have learned sothing from Nina Quinn’s words.
"Nina, did you just say... Mr. Keaton, President of Regalscape Group?"
He was so shocked that his words were stamring, and his eyes kept shifting between the invitation in Nathan Jacobs’ hand and Kyle Keaton.
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