Mommy，We Got a Husband

Chapter 076 Ambrose Vale

Galatea woke up to find herself alone in bed, clothes intact, a wave of relief washing over her. A frantic glance at the clock revealed it was just past seven.Where had that man gone?

She got out of bed and walked out of the resting room, only to come face-to-face with the leading team at Nexus Innovations.

Despite her clothes being in order, it was clear that she had just woken up. Emerging from Alaric's room in this condition was sure to create the wrong impression.

"Good morning, Dr. Hartley."

Galatea wanted nothing more than to vanish into thin air, but at that moment, Silas Moon stepped forward and said, "Mr. Alaric is already in the conference room. We have a morning meeting starting soon, but Mr. Alaric has instructed the kitchen to prepare breakfast for you."

"Oh," Galatea murmured, head hanging low, and quickly retreated back to her resting room, shutting the door behind her.

This was mortifying!

Her recent appearance in front of everyone, and they were all Alaric's subordinates, was disastrous.

Rubbing her hair frantically, Galatea was utterly embarrassed. Without a doubt, soon enough the whole of Nexus Innovations would hear about their night together.

After composing herself for what felt like an eternity and making sure the coast was clear, Galatea went from the resting room to the dining room. There, just as Silas had mentioned, the chef had her breakfast ready. Filled with emotion, she grasped a fork and stabbed at her sandwich with unnecessary force.

Soon enough, the dining room door swung open, and there stood Alaric, sporting a smile that clearly took pleasure in her discomfort. "Heard you made quite the sleepy-eyed impression on my staff this morning?" The urge to hurl the fork his way, aiming for his smug face, was strong, but Galatea restrained herself.

"It does not matter," Alaric said casually, sitting down across from her. "It's no secret that you're my fiancée. Adults understand these things."

"Alaric Knight, shut up!" Galatea snapped back, a mix of anger and embarrassment in her tone.

Alaric couldn't help but laugh, then he added, "I have an important client to meet later, and I'll probably have lunch with them. You're coming with me." Gavin had scheduled to meet with Alaric that morning to discuss the specifics of a collaboration, and they were inevitably going to have lunch together. "I'm not going," Galatea declared. "He's your business partner, what do I have to do there?"

"As my fiancée, you should meet my business partners," Alaric countered.

"Didn't you say there will be some kind of opening ceremony or celebration banquet later on? I can go then. If I have to show up every time you have a meal with a client, I'll be exhausted," Galatea muttered in complaint. "Alright then," Alaric acquiesced, raising a hand in surrender. "You're not feeling all the way better yet. If you don't want to go, I won't force you."

"Thank you, my dear and generous fiancé!" Galatea said, intentionally stressing her gratitude.

'This sardonic little woman!'

"Mr. Alaric, the front desk called to say Mr. Gavin has arrived," Silas reported respectfully as he walked in.

Alaric glanced at the clock, noting that it was still over forty minutes until the time they'd agreed on. The guest was obviously eager to start. "Tell the front desk to take him to the lounge," he instructed.

"Sure, Mr. Alaric."

After Silas left, Alaric said to Galatea, "Our client's here. I have to go busy myself. Take your time with breakfast."

"Mhm," was Galatea's only reply. She didn't even look up, lazily acknowledging him as she continued her breakfast.

Once Alaric had stepped out, Galatea immediately made a face and muttered, "Yeah, hurry off to your business!"

Having finished her breakfast, Galatea intended to head home to continue responding to her online consultations when her phone rang with an unfamiliar number. "Hello?"

"Is this Galatea Hartley?" The voice on the other end, belonging to Cormac Nash, sounded anxious. "I'm Cormac Nash. I'm in a bit of a bind and need to consult with you. Can we meet? Are you available?" Cormac had an urgent issue to discuss with her?

"Yes," she replied. "Meet me at the coffee shop downstairs from Nexus Innovations. I'll wait for you there."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

What could Cormac possibly need urgently? Galatea couldn't guess. All she could do was quickly gather her things and leave the restaurant.

After stepping out, Galatea pressed the elevator button.

As the doors slid open, she entered. Simultaneously, the adjacent elevator doors also opened.

"Mr. Vale, right this way."

As the elevator doors closed behind Galatea, the receptionist accompanied Ambrose Vale out of the other elevator and headed towards the reception room.

He was quite interested in meeting Alaric and was somewhat surprised when he actually did.

Ambrose stood tall in a slick black suit, complemented by a light-colored tie and glasses perched on his nose. He exuded an elegant, aristocratic charm that captivated those around him, embodying the sophisticated yet rebellious allure often admired by women.

"Good to meet you, Mr. Alaric," said Ambrose as he entered the reception room, extending his hand to Alaric. "I've always wanted to visit Mr. Alaric. Finally, seeing you in person, I must say you're even more impressive than the magazines suggest a hundred times so."

"You're too kind," replied Alaric, shaking his hand politely.

After the handshake, Alaric gestured for him to sit down, and Ambrose took a seat across from him.

"Mr. Alaric, here's a detailed partnership proposal I've prepared for you to peruse," Ambrose offered as he handed over the proposal.

Alaric glanced at it and could tell how much effort had gone into it, with meticulous attention to all aspects of the architectural planning.

"Quite good," Alaric commented approvingly, then set the proposal aside for the moment. "As far as I know, this is the first project operated by Far East International since its inception."

"That's correct," Ambrose responded. "Although Far East International is newly established, it's part of the larger Far East Group. Finding partners abroad isn't exactly effortless, but it's certainly within reach.

"We had several projects set to launch simultaneously overseas, but when I heard Mr. Alaric was planning to build the largest amusement city in Arizona, I dropped those other endeavors.

"I've dedicated all my energy to your project and am especially grateful for the trust you've placed in Far East International. Rest assured, we will deliver a result that will meet, if not exceed, your expectations."

"I can tell you are really committed to this project," Alaric said. "What I'm curious about is why you would put all his eggs in one basket with Nexus Innovations, especially since Far East International isn't short on projects."

Just as Ambrose had indicated, he had turned down international projects to focus on the Nexus Innovations bid, and if he didn't win the contract, it would be a double loss-like losing his wife and his soldiers.

"Companies need to think about the long run if they want to develop," Ambrose answered. "Instead of sitting back and enjoying small, comfortable profits, why not take a leap of faith? I believe if you were in my shoes, you would make the same choice."

In just a few sentences, one could see the ambition and boldness hidden beneath Ambrose's refined exterior.

This man was no simple character...