At the seminar, everyone focused on dical skills, dical developnt, and other professional fields.
After a full four hours, as it was getting late, Sabrina finally understood why her ntor didn’t co.
Let alone him at his age, even a young person like herself was getting backaches from sitting for so long...
Once the conference ended, everyone headed to The Sheffield Hotel.
On the way, Josee Sheffield happened to ssage Sabrina, asking, "Have you arrived?"
Sabrina typed back a reply: "Yes, I’m on my way."
"Alright, nothing major, just letting you know, tonight’s guests are estimated to be twice the number of those at your conference."
Hearing this, Sabrina asked in confusion, "Why?"
Josee said: "Today’s eting was only for professional representatives, but many directors of pharmaceutical companies will attend tonight’s banquet.
Don’t forget, the na of this conference is ’Pharmaceutical Business Conference’, and anything related to business certainly involves them."
"I see."
Sabrina imdiately understood, thinking that makes sense.
Pharmaceutical companies are also part of the industry.
Moreover, many researchers attended today’s conference.
These individuals are indispensable to every pharmaceutical company.
Josee feared she might still be uncomfortable with such social situations, so he told her, "You don’t need to be too nervous, I’ll also be there tonight. If you feel uncomfortable, I can back you up."
Seeing this generous ssage, a smile appeared on Sabrina’s face.
She replied, "Actually, it’s fine, I’m gradually getting used to these events, after attending a few more, it becos second nature.
And... even if I want to keep a low profile tonight, I’m afraid it’s impossible.
After all, my ntor will be present, unless he chooses to ignore ..."
ntioning this, Sabrina felt a bit anxious.
After all, she had visited several tis, yet her ntor had refused to et her.
Josee comforted her: "I think you’re overthinking it, the old gentleman is not that childish, how could he possibly ignore you?"
"Not necessarily..."
Sabrina still felt uncertain.
After chatting for a while, she put away her phone.
Ten minutes later, she arrived at the banquet venue.
Seating arrangents were already made.
Sabrina quickly found her seat, the organizers had specially placed her in a prominent position.
However, it was not the main table, but the second table next to it.
This arrangent showed the organizers’ appreciation for Sabrina.
The main table was reserved for senior figures of the industry, making her the youngest among this circle.
As she sat down, Sabrina overheard one of the seniors at the table next to her complaining, "Ah, my old back can’t take it anymore, I’ll need acupuncture again when I get back..."
"Getting old is like that, we all have so old ailnts, I’ll have a few needles myself when I get back tonight to ease up."
"Speaking of acupuncture, the ancient Acupuncture Techniques passed down by The Chiron Sect are astounding, I heard ’Elder Shepherd’ might co tonight, is that true?"
"Are you referring to ’Elder Shepherd’?"
"I heard about ’Elder Shepherd’ too; I think it’s true!"
ntioning this person, the seniors showed so excitent.
The one who had been complaining about his back now seed energetic, exclaiming, "Finally, a chance to et the legendary figure tonight!"
"Indeed, if we could get so guidance, it would be invaluable!"
Hearing this, soone nearby interrupted, "Don’t get your hopes up; Elder Shepherd has a favored disciple, said to be chosen at a young age and taken under his wing."
"Oh? Really?"
"If Elder Shepherd has a disciple, how co we’ve never heard about this disciple after so many years?"
Another added, "That’s because they’re low-key, just like the ntor, focusing on substance without chasing fa.
You might have heard the na, without knowing the identity..."
"That makes sense."
As everyone debated, more people took their seats.
Before long, the main table filled up as well.
The attendees included national honor dalists from the seminar, the head of the dical bureau, and...
Her ntor!
Seeing him at last, Sabrina beca excited.
Even after so long apart, he still looked energetic.
Tonight, he wore a burgundy Tang suit featuring auspicious patterns, with his temples graying but his cheeks still ruddy.
Sabrina initially wanted to greet him, but he was clearly engaged with familiar friends at the scene.
The seniors at the main table greeted him imdiately upon seeing him.
"Elder Shepherd, you really ca!"
"It’s been so long since I last saw you, Shepherd."
"You old fellow, you finally decided to show up..."
Chester Shepherd responded cheerfully to his old acquaintances, "With all you old folks gathered here tonight, how could I miss such a lively banquet?"
Seeing this, Sabrina sat back down, not wanting to interrupt.
At this mont, the master and his old friends were reminiscing, so she decided not to go over and disturb him.
It wouldn’t be too late to go over later...
As Sabrina thought this, so people nearby who were itching to make a move also dared not act rashly.
After all, everyone seated so close to the front wasn’t that oblivious.
It was at this ti that Josee Sheffield ca over to find Sabrina.
He sat down directly in the seat next to Sabrina and asked her, "Not going over?"
Sabrina shook her head and said, "Later perhaps. Master has t an old friend and seems quite happy..."
As she spoke, she realized sothing and asked, "Is this your seat too?"
Upon hearing this, Josee sneered roguishly, "I am the host of tonight’s event, so I should be entitled to this seat, right?"
Hearing this, Sabrina couldn’t help but chuckle, "You definitely deserve it. I just thought you were the business representative tonight..."
She thought he might not have much ti to chat with her tonight.
At this mont, Josee, in a playful manner, said, "Even a business representative wouldn’t sit so far back, look..."
He motioned to Sabrina: "See table four, they are all the leading enterprises in the pharmaceutical industry and big families."
Sabrina glanced in that direction.
Her gaze, unintentionally, fell upon Jordan Hawthorne and Brooke Sinclairs.
Instantly, her eyes darkened slightly as she asked Josee, "What are they doing here?"
The previous incident of stealing research content was still fresh in mory.
The earlier summit had been a total embarrassnt.
What connection does tonight’s event have with the Hawthorne Group?
Josee sneered, "I’m curious too. Originally, they weren’t even given an invitation. The Hawthorne Group probably guessed I wouldn’t let them in from here.
But Jordan’s quite skillful. He spent considerable effort and still managed to get in..."
Sabrina looked at him in confusion and said, "If you didn’t want them in, they shouldn’t have been able to get in, right?"
Sothing flashed through her mind, and she imdiately asked, "Do you have so ulterior motive?"
Josee smiled mysteriously, "Well... it’s a secret, can’t tell you just yet!
But trust , letting them in serves my purpose. You’ll understand later."
Sabrina stared at Josee, always feeling that this guy was up to no good.
However, since this was already settled, she couldn’t just drive them away, so she chose to ignore them, pretending they weren’t there.
Later, the banquet began.
Sabrina, having been busy the whole day, was famished. Seizing the mont when no one bothered her, she focused on eating.
Josee, beside her, introduced the dishes, "This is the hotel’s specialty; you might like it."
"And this dish, I rember you ntioned it’s delicious before..."
"This soup is nourishing and has a light flavor, so it won’t be too rich..."
Josee was very enthusiastic about the introductions.
Sabrina was very accommodating and ate quite a lot.
Seeing that Josee was about to recomnd sothing again, she hurriedly stopped him, "Okay, are you feeding a pig? How can I eat so much?"
Josee chuckled roguishly, "Isn’t it because I worry you won’t eat your fill at my event?"
Not far away, Jordan Hawthorne watched this scene, his eyes sowhat darkened.
He had noticed Sabrina’s presence long ago.
In fact, he had not expected that Sabrina would qualify to attend this pharmaceutical conference.
Before coming, he heard this conference had very high standards.
Most of the attendees were seasoned experts in the field and mostly older.
How could Sabrina, who had only returned to the industry a few months ago, qualify to be here?
But to his surprise, she was not only qualified but was placed in a very prominent position...
Is she really the Sabrina he rembered?
He was sowhat unwilling to believe it.
Now, she seed oblivious to everything else, chatting warmly with Josee.
Moreover, while she ate, Josee was exceptionally considerate and attentive to her needs.
Seeing this, Jordan felt a fire igniting in his heart, thinking how terribly annoying such an eager Josee was!
He had an urge to go over and chase him away.
Sitting next to Jordan, Brooke was almost gripping her chopsticks too hard.
A raging jealousy flared within her.
Why did she encounter this woman again!!!
Every ti in such significant situations for her, Sabrina would show up!
Sabrina, that bitch, why is she like a haunting ghost...
Brooke was filled with hatred, almost gritting her teeth to pieces.
She glanced towards Jordan beside her, only to find him staring intently at Sabrina’s side.
Suppressing her inner rage, Brooke said in a sarcastic tone, "The relationship between Sabrina and President Sheffield seems quite extraordinary; for him to pave the way to such an extent for her, no wonder... she was so resolute during the divorce.
Perhaps our affair gave her a good excuse.
Or maybe, she had already harbored such thoughts even before I returned?"
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