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Daniel's heart skipped a beat as he gently kissed her on the cheeks.
"Never," he said, his voice low and resolute.
Maisie smiled happily.
The car behind them honked as the traffic light turned green. They exchanged smiles, and Daniel quickly drove
toward their destination.
Their destination was a stylish private club nestled in the mountains, surrounded by lush trees, making the
porcelain-white building appear like a pearl in the forest.
Maisie's curiosity brimmed as she looked at him. "Why did you bring me here?"
"Didn't I say we're meeting some people?" Daniel asked.
"Are they your business associates? I..." Maisie hesitated, but Daniel didn't wait for her refusal. He took her hand
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtand led her into the VIP room.
The people inside had been waiting for a while. Once they saw Daniel, they all stood up.
Maisie examined them. There was a middle-aged man who looked gentlemanly and a seemingly capable career
woman. She was surprised because these people seemed familiar like those often seen on in-depth interview
programs on television.
They all treated Daniel with great respect.
"You're probably not strangers to these people," Daniel said, holding her hand. "They're all renowned journalists in
Cumulus City and frequently appear on national television."
Maisie felt a little excited. The other day, Daniel had mentioned introducing her to some journalist friends who could
help with her exam preparations. She had been under the impression he had just said that in passing, but he had
really delivered on his promise.
Moreover, these journalist friends had quite a significant influence.
Maisie looked at Daniel with gratitude and joy, politely greeting the journalists.
These seasoned journalists were quite sharp. When they saw that Daniel, who was usually aloof with women, was
showing such concern for an ordinary young girl and using his connections to help her, they could more or less
guess what was going on.
With knowing smiles, they subtly shifted the conversation to the topic of journalism exams. They discussed the
exam process, question types, and answering techniques and even offered advice on how to work in the field and
uncover valuable news stories in the future. They shared their knowledge extensively.
Maisie was overwhelmed by the amount of information she received, but Daniel had prepared for this. He had not
only brought a voice recorder but also had these journalists write their experiences and insights into documents
that would be sent to her via email.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Don't rush it. Take it slow," Daniel said with a gentle look in his eyes. "These mentors are seasoned professionals in
this field. You can ask them for advice anytime."
"Yes, yes!" The journalists chimed in enthusiastically. "Actually, from our conversation earlier, we could tell that you
have great potential. You'll surely become an outstanding figure in this field!"
Maisie chuckled modestly. She knew these were flattering words, and they were all saying this out of respect for
Daniel.
At that moment, she felt an unusual gaze fixed on her. She turned to look, and the female journalist, who was not
far away, met her gaze. The journalist averted her eyes, pretending to be nonchalant.
Maisie furrowed her brow. After a while, she looked back at the female journalist subconsciously and realized she
was still staring at her.
The woman seemed to be in her mid-30s, with an alluring appearance and fashionable attire, but her gaze was
unfriendly. She exuded an air of arrogance, looking down on others as if she were superior.
It made Maisie uncomfortable.
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