Chapter 165 So That Was My Anniversary Gift

After we got into the car, I kept my head down, not saying a word, staring blankly at the scenery flying by the window. Yvette and Oliver were deep in conversation about work stuff—mostly the usual trivial details. The Global VFX Competition had wrapped up perfectly, drawing more attention and praise than anyone could have imagined. Jenning Group was already working hard to lock in partnerships with the top three contestants. The deals with the second and third-place winners were practically sealed, and, honestly, Peter was already part of Jenning Group's crew, so he didn't take much effort to bring in. As for me, the first-place winner? Technically, I should've been the most eager to leverage the exposure, maybe even be turned into some sort of poster boy to squeeze every drop of my commercial value. I wasn't just some random winner, either. I was a director with real authority at one of Jenning Group's partner companies, the last protégé of Mr. Quenwell before he retired, and—o