Chapter 840
No one paid Jayde much attention this time.
This banquet was different. The hook? Golf. Sink a shot, win a prize. But the real draw wasn’t the gifts—it was the bragging rights. The rich and powerful came for sport, not souvenirs.
A clean shot sent cheers through the crowd.
Franklin Cowan, a polished middle-aged man, turned with a smooth smile. “Mr. Lepage—and miss—care to give it a try?”
Jayde studied him. Polished, confident, a man used to charming rooms. But she held her ground. “Mr. Cowan, I hear you’re a golf enthusiast. Me? Hopeless. I’ll spare you the spectacle.”
Franklin chuckled, impressed. “You’re sharp.”
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