Franklin Forrest didn't say anything about Paige Summers's invitation to stay for a meal, but he couldn't help but inwardly praise her for her thoughtfulness and generosity. 'Although she's just a young woman,' he thought, 'her social skills are impeccable. You can tell she's a big-picture thinker just from the little details. She definitely deserves her position as vice base chief!'
Not to mention her skill in crafting weapons.
Now *that* was a skill worth more than gold!
His own ability to stockpile such a large quantity of ore was certainly thanks to his foresight, but as he'd told Paige Summers, a great deal of it came down to pure luck.
But what she possessed was a real, tangible asset that no one could ever take from her!
Realizing this, his attitude became even warmer.
But no matter what he'd expected, this lunch left him utterly dumbfounded.
