Chapter 77 The “Business Trip”

[Patrick’s P.O.V.]

As I waited at the castle gate after breakfast, I saw Alpha and Luna come out along with the others. Before leaving, they kissed each other deeply, as if Alpha was going to be gone for a year instead of a week.

I admitted that I was envious. Although I already had sex with Diana yesterday afternoon, I still hoped that she would give me a goodbye kiss now too. By the time Dylan had driven us to the airport, our captain had already gotten permission to fly. The company plane was already on standby. Alpha and I got on the plane. After the plane had taken off and entered the stratosphere, our flight attendant walked over with a smile.

“Good morning, Mr. Lancaster, Mr. Valentine. I’m happy to serve you again. What would you like to eat or drink?”

“Good morning, Angela. Soda will be fine.”

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“I’ll have an iced americano, please.”

“Patrick, when did you start drinking coffee?” asked Edward.

“Diana likes it. Although she always likes the kind with cream on top, it’s too sweet for me.”

“Wow, look at you following your ‘strict wife’.”

“You must be joking. Diana ‘begs’ me for it in

bed.”

“I’m not interested in listening to your sex stories.”

“But I’m interested in listening to yours. Tell me, with the height difference between you and Luna so big. how do you f-“

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“Oh, shut your d*mn mouth!” Edward used his Alpha voice to growl at me and I tactfully shut up. I started to feel a little sad. My best brother and I could no longer talk about women without restraint.

We went through some documents on the plane, making sure we were familiar with the main contents of the upcoming collaboration, as well as the names of the other party’s top management. Then I started to play with my phone while Alpha put his seat down to sleep. He and Luna must have ‘worked out’ so late the night before that he now needed to catch up on sleep.

When Alpha woke up, we ate on the plane – I had ordered cold-roasted tenderloin and orange-roasted duck while he chose caviar with American steak. Although I always thought the quality of our meals on the plane was far from Mrs. Daisy’s, they were at least edible. I was a foodie, after all, but I couldn’t ask too much of an in-flight cook.

By the time we arrived at Birmingham International Airport, it was already eight o’clock at night. When we came out of the gate, we were greeted by a man in a suit and a woman in a tight wrap dress, both of whom introduced themselves as employees of Bell Pharmaceutical Group. After confirming our identities, they led us to a Mercedes S. I thought we would go back to the hotel to rest first or attend a welcome dinner at most before officially starting our visit tomorrow. But the car brought us directly to the entrance of a building which read ‘Bell Pharmaceutical Group’ in bright lights from a distance. “What kind of schedule is this? Are they expecting us to get down to business right after a seven-hour flight?” I complained softly once Alpha and I had a chance to be alone.

“I was the one who asked for them to arrange it this way,” said he expressionlessly. I immediately stopped complaining and simply followed him obediently. Ever since Alpha took over the company from his parents, he had shown amazing business talent. He had been on various lists of recognized entrepreneurs at a young age and run the company on a more vibrant and large scale. If Alpha said that he was the one who had requested such a schedule, then he must have had a reason to do so. We visited Bell Pharmaceutical Group’s R&D Base, then took a bus to another place to visit the plant and production line. Bell Pharmaceutical Group’s CEO, Georgia, head of R & D and marketing, and two other directors accompanied us the entire time. After that, we held a brief meeting in the company’s conference room, mainly with a Powerpoint presentation on the collaboration, and Alpha asked for more information from Georgia and her two main subordinates.

I had to say, Bell Pharmaceutical Group was really a big comp. It wasn’t as big and accomplished as us, is worse than us, but we can complement each other in some ways. As Alpha led the meeting discussion, I was a little surprised that with only me and not the assigned person in charge of the project, he could still speak confidently and knowledgeably after simply reading the brief on the plane. This was one of the reasons I worshipped him.

By the time everything had successfully been completed, it was already past twelve. Bell Pharmaceutical Group proceeded to send us back to the hotel. After saying goodbye to them, I finally asked Alpha,”Since our business is finished, why do we need to stay here for a week?”

“We won’t be here tomorrow.”

“Where will we be tomorrow?”

“Istanbul, Turkey.”