Gand scratched his head. "I''m broke, you know. I''ll need a million a month just to scrape by."


    "Not a problem."


    "I need funds."


    "I''ll invest."


    "I don''t have a ce to stay."


    "We provide housing and meals."


    "Deal."


    "Pleasure doing business with you."


    Debra shook his hand firmly, and Ben watched with astonishment.


    Gand was soaking them, but Debra agreed without even negotiating. That was not the right way to do business.


    Debra said, "Draft up the contract. I want it signed immediately."


    "But..." Ben hesitated, hoping she would reconsider the matter.


    Debra shot him a look, and he quickly replied, "Right, I''ll get on it."


    As she came out of the office, the employees hurried back to their seats. It was like a melodrama happening in real life.


    Outside, Ben finally dared to voice his concern. "Madam, why are you throwing so much money at this guy?"


    Gand was not a household name around here. His agency might have gained some attention, but it was worth millions at most. Yet Debra offered ten times that price. Debra smiled knowingly. "Because he''s much more than that."


    "Why is that?"


    "Because hisst name is Eaton."


    It wasn''t until she walked into the office earlier that she remembered


    who Gand was. The co but


    hadn''t been obvious at first, but Cathryn''s outburst at the


    engagement party had jogged her memory.


    No one could expect an Eaton to be there in Seamar City, running a small newspaper.


    The Eaton family wasn''t just rich. It had been booming since thest century. Their influence stretched across oceans. Their descendants were all business titans and world-shakers. N?velDrama.Org holds text ? rights.


    Just because of her family''s influence, Liza dared to cause a scene at the party.


    While she hadn''t intended to pay 50 million dors just to hire him, gaining Gand as a connection was worth every penny.


    Just then, a group of bodyguards in ck suits strode into the news agency''s lobby, their presence sending employees scattering in every direction. The head of the group approached the receptionist. "Where''s your boss?"


    She pointed toward Gand''s office, wondering why everyone was so enthusiastic about meeting their boss.


    With so much gossip in the news recently, it was no surprise he was being targeted. She believed it was because Gand had exposed too many secrets.


    The group reached the office, and as they entered, the secretary spoke. "Mr. Eaton, you need to prepare for tonight''s banquet."


    Gand yawned and took off his oversized, tacky sses, revealing sharp eyes that glittered with cold amusement.


    "We have a bit of a situation."


    "What kind?"


    "I just got bought. You want to talk about the banquet? Take it up with my boss."


    The room fell silent.


    Gand called out casually, "Security. Escort these gentlemen out."