“What?! She’s Tracy Flores?!”

The mention of this name baffled the many men present.

Tracy was a renowned dancing beauty who had gained popularity on an online platform for the past few months. After her claim to fame, it was said that she had received many advertising offers. She was considered someone many men longed for, but ultimately untouchable.

Yet someone like her actually followed Eddy, and he didn’t even bother knowing her name?

They shot gazes of admiration, jealousy, and hatred towards Eddy.

Tracy’s face went ice-cold when she saw that there were some who recognized her. She seemed to bear no fondness for foreigners.

Dexter approached Eddy for an enthusiastic handshake. “Do you still remember me, Mr. Eddy? We’ve met before! I was the one who handled your company’s credentials…”

“Mr. Holt. Of course I remember. Please drop by Morgan Financial Group headquarters for tea when you have the time,” Eddy said.

Eddy only said that out of basic courtesy, but it was enough