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Aubrey's POV

"Are you okay, Aubrey?" I looked at Pj, who was driving to the Manila hotel, and I smiled at him and read the text on my phone because I had already opened it.

From: Dad

Aubrey. Meet me at manila hotel. Smoke

That's right, and that's also where Papa sent me.

"Stop there," I said, and he did, and we went out together, and I called papa.

"Convention room hija"

Dad opened it and I went down immediately.

"P.J. in the convention hall," I said, smiling.

"Me too. My dad said, "Congratulations." We couldn't continue our conversation as we were in the opposite room, and people's eyes widened because we were together.

Why?

"Oh. I forgot to tell you that I'm also a foreign investor, "he said, and offered his arm, and I smiled and accepted it.

I'm sorry for what I did earlier. I didn't mean it, "I said, then smiled at him.

"It's fine, Aubrey. I had fun with you. And you make me happy, which is why I want to thank you," he replied, before walking to the table next to Dad, who smiled a