CHAPTER EIGHT

"Mr. James Smith, if you agree, then you can sign," Dylan stated, but there was no response from James who was still staring at him.

" I agree, Mr Dylan." As soon as James uttered those words, Lucas picked up the paper and walked to the other side where James was seated. He dropped the papers close to him, and once the signature was drawn, he picked up the papers and walked back to his initial standing spot.

"That would be all for now. I think there's nothing more to discuss about." Dylan said. He had expected James to rise on his feet afterward, but he was still seated.

"Em,..." James uttered as he adjusted his suit jacket properly. "My company will be organizing a party in two days at King's Hotel, and if you don't mind, I'd like to invite you as well. It would mean so much to me if you honor my invitation, Mr Scott."

There was silence for a minute, but then Lucas decided to respond knowing fully well that Dylan would decline the invitation.

"I don't think that would be po…"

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