“I always knew you’d make it to Vice President, Adrian,” Vanessa purred, sipping her drink. “It’s so much better that you came with me tonight. Could you imagine if you had brought that dowdy wife of yours? She would have ruined the entire aesthetic.”
Adrian laughed smoothly, taking a sip of his champagne without a hint of remorse. “Don’t worry, Vanessa. She knows her place. I made sure she stayed far away from this room. Someone like her would only embarrass me in front of the board. Tonight is about my future, and she has no part in it.” 
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