I observed the man in front of me as if I were watching a y. He embodied the typical heir. His expression left me somewhat stunned. His change of demeanor was also remarkably swift. At this moment, we only heard his voice, smooth and musical.


    "Yvette, what made you think of me?" His smile was ttering. I wondered what kind of girl was on the other end.


    The secretary''s face had turned extremely unpleasant. She kept ncing at me with a forced smile. I could tell she was genuinely helpless, suffocating in frustration.


    "Ms. Chloe, apologies for keeping you waiting. Mr. Jesse was negotiating a contractte into the night. So, today—"


    She couldn''t even finish her sentence.


    The man didn''t care about us. He was flirting over the phone. Eventually, they agreed to have lunch together, and only after ending the call did he reluctantly wave us over. Looking at the time on his phone, he gestured, "Come,e. Hurry up. There''s no need for too much discussion. You''ve got the contract ready, right? Sign it quickly."


    I stood up and walked over, sitting in front of his desk. The legal team handed him the prepared contract.


    I extended it to him, saying, "Mr. Jesse, right? This is our contract. Take a closer look. There are some "Text content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    "There''s no need to look through it. Haven''t you all checked it already?" He waved dismissively. "You''re being too cautious. Is it really necessary?"


    Just then, his phone rang again. He nced at it and answered with just one word, "Speak."


    He seemed genuinely busy, but not with anything serious.


    Jesse''s expression was quite animated, constantly changing. At this moment, his face turned frosty again.


    I raised the contract, but he hadn''t taken his eyes off his call.


    It went on for quite a while before he finally said into the phone, "Enough already. Come to the bar tonight. But I won''t be kind. I''ve been more than generous with you. I can give you money, but you better get


    vn of that


    child. There''s no room for


    negotiation."


    I widened my eyes, staring at Jesse. What kind of man was this? A womanizer? It seemed like he was a heartless yer.


    I hesitated, retracting my hand. Unexpectedly, he caught me staring at him. He hung up the phone and reached for the contract in my hand.


    Then, without even looking, he flipped through the pages. I quickly added, "Mr. Jesse, it''s better if you take a look. Some uses—"


    The phone rang again. His hand pressed on the contract, and I held back my words, leaning back into the chair behind me. I observed the man in front of me.


    Thankfully, this contract only


    involves materials for a few small projects. Afterpleting these


    projects it seemed we would have


    to cut ties with thispany. Kwas confident that such apany wouldn''tst much longer.


    Suddenly, the man in front of me shouted, startling me.


    "What are you doing? I''m paying you the fucking money, and this is how you handle things? Tell them not to mess around. They can use it if they want to. Otherwise, pay up!"


    Then he impatiently hung up the phone and reached for a pen, but his eyes were still on the phone in his hand. He swiped through it, dialed a number, and put the phone to his ear.


    His other hand swiftly scribbled on the contract. Then he handed the pen, along with the contract in front of him, to me.


    The folder nearly slipped from my


    hand. I quickly and deftly caughtit, then nced at his signature. The handwriting was messy, nearly illegible, and not even in the correct position.


    This man''s name was Jesse Carney.


    I smirked quietly, stood up, and extended my hand toward him. "Well, Mr. Jesse, here''s to a sessful partnership."


    His eyes remained on the phone in his hand. He sat there, dissatisfied, reaching out for a handshake, but his hand was not directed toward me.


    I couldn''t take it anymore. I pped my hand on the contract, startling him. He raised his eyes, ring at me.


    I looked back at him with arrogance. I ripped off those contract pages right in front of him, then casually handed them back.<nf9fec>


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