There was no way someone as competent as River could not earn a living in Wiltspoon.

He was definitely lying. That man probably never spoke the truth all along.

“The Maybach in front belongs to River, right? I remember his car plate number.”

Not only Rosalie had it etched in her mind, but Christian also had an impression of it.

More accurately, most of the tycoons in Solville had River’s car plate number memorized because he was too outstanding. He had caught their attention when Crest Co. had evaded its dire situation and was listed as a megacorporation under his leadership.

Rosalie was not the only one targeting Crest Co. The rest were simply playing tricks behind the scenes, unlike Summit Group, which was openly competing with Crest Co.

River admired a competitor like Rosalie more than the others. At least she was straightforward and would not resort to petty tricks.

“Yes. He’s early,” said Rosalie.

Christian looked toward her and said, “You might not like hearing this,