No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1064

At the nine o'clock dinner meeting, Vanessa found herself playing a part for her father. Although she had been reluctant to come, she had to perform well to maintain the relationship with her father's major client.

"Mr. Yeaton, you're a lucky man! I've heard both of your daughters are as beautiful as angels, and seeing Vanessa today, she certainly lives up to the name!" a manager-level man exclaimed.

At that moment, a middle-aged man in his early forties sitting next to Vanessa raised his glass. "Yes, Manager Brown is right. Miss Shannon is not only beautiful but also an internationally renowned pianist. She's incredibly capable. I'm very impressed."

Vanessa smiled, her red lips curving as she clinked her glass with the man beside her. "You're too kind, Mr. Langley."

Roland also raised his glass with a smile. "Mr. Langley, here's to you."

Frankie Langley, a man in his early forties whose figure had softened from years of business dinners, was still a significant figure in Ashford City as the founder of Novum Tech. Vanessa knew she couldn't afford to be dismissive.

He was the man her father needed to charm tonight, his biggest client at the moment.

Frankie's eyes roamed over Vanessa, his interest undisguised. "A woman with both beauty and talent like Miss Shannon is truly a rare find."

Vanessa smiled demurely. "A young entrepreneur like yourself, Mr. Langley, is the one I truly admire. Let me toast you again."

Frankie was pleased. "Miss Shannon, you honor me. Cheers."

Across the table, Roland watched his daughter and Frankie, a flicker of delight in his eyes. It seemed bringing his eldest daughter along was a good idea after all.

Frankie's gaze on his daughter was telling. He used to think his daughter was useless, but now he realized she could be his most valuable asset.

Vanessa gave him a seductive smile. "Thank you, Mr. Langley."

A message notification sounded on Vanessa's phone. She glanced at it; it was from Roland. "Vanessa, Mr. Langley is interested in you. Remember to seize the opportunity and build a connection."

As they stepped outside, Vanessa deliberately swayed, her body leaning softly against Frankie. He quickly caught her, his hand conveniently wrapping around her waist.

"Miss Shannon, are you drunk?" Frankie asked with feigned concern, a triumphant glint in his eyes.

"I'm a little dizzy," Vanessa said, touching her forehead as she subtly freed herself from his grasp.