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From the moment he sat in the Führer's exclusive vehicle, he was under surveillance. Everything that followed, including everyone who appeared before him, could very well be from the Reich Security Main Office's Sixth Department or the Gestapo. The objective was simple: to ascertain why this prominent scion of a wealthy family in the United States, the son of the Secretary of the Treasury, head of a special congressional committee, and president of the rapidly rising Mule Group—an arms tycoon with capabilities in naval, land, and air military production—had come to Berlin, Germany.
The gathering commenced, attracting high-profile figures and dignitaries from beyond Berlin within just a few hours. As soon as Thomas Mellon Rockefeller made his entrance, he was surrounded.
What surprised those who had brought translators was that Mr. Thomas Mellon Rockefeller spoke fluent German with a Bavarian accent! Not only was his German smooth, but he also demonstrated a keen understanding of German customs and amusing anecdotes. His witty language, combined with his striking blonde hair, blue eyes, and tall, muscular physique, quickly made him the center of attention at the event, drawing countless admiring glances from women.
While engaging in casual conversation with those who had approached him, Thomas Mellon Rockefeller suddenly raised an eyebrow; he had spotted a woman for the third time—the stunning beauty who had caught his eye at the airport.
Now, she had squeezed her way to his side and seemed to be gathering her thoughts to say something to him. However, the women surrounding Thomas Mellon Rockefeller noticed this unexpected competition and began plotting discreetly to make her disappear.
Thomas Mellon Rockefeller promptly intervened to halt this unfolding drama. He extended his hand toward the beauty and said, "Madam, this is our third meeting; may I know your name?"
Perhaps taken by surprise, she only managed to cover her mouth with her left hand while her eyes sparkled with excitement as she looked at him.
"May I have the honor of knowing your name?"
"Heidi Lama."
"Oh? From your accent, you must be from Vienna. I assume that's your stage name? Because Viennese beauties typically don't have such short names!"
"Wow, you're quite perceptive! Yes, Heidi Lama is my stage name; my real name is Heidi Lamarr."
"See? I knew it! The names of Viennese beauties are just as lovely!"
Thomas Mellon Rockefeller's heart raced with excitement; it was confirmed! This was indeed the woman behind groundbreaking frequency-hopping and spread-spectrum technologies—the communication expert whose work would lay the foundation for modern wireless communications and technologies like Bluetooth.
She was not just a stunning beauty with an alluring figure; her intellect was equally captivating.
As he marveled at her presence, music began to play. "Heidi," he asked eagerly, "may I invite you to dance?"
Lost in blissful thoughts, Heidi nodded without hesitation at the invitation.
She had come to Berlin under her father's arrangement to become engaged to an arms dealer. However, she also had a Hollywood contract on the horizon for a film titled "Dazed," which featured numerous scenes showcasing her talent. At just twenty years old, she didn't want her life defined by being labeled a starlet; she yearned for her own happiness.
Having just landed that afternoon and catching sight of the handsome Thomas Mellon Rockefeller made her feel like she was falling in love—she felt drawn to this golden-haired man after just a fleeting glance.
But when she saw a luxurious convoy arriving to pick up him up, she realized that her romantic hopes had ended before they even began.
Little did she expect that after checking into the Berlin Palace Hotel and wandering out of boredom to this gathering, fate would present her with another chance at love.
Finally mustering her courage to push through the crowd of women and approach the golden-haired man, she was about to speak when an angelic voice rang out.
Thomas Mellon Rockefeller and Heidi began waltzing on the dance floor.
In the hotel, several spots near the dance floor were filled with dozens of eyes watching two young people in the center, who appeared to be perfectly in sync with each other.
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