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She knew this man must be her brother in law 's friend . " Add , wahh... you are become the lovey dovey here while you rush me to send these laptops . Mrs Moo , hye ... I am Pete Chiang , the owner of the Moo IT company . I own it but he is the biggest shareholders. I am one of his classmates in the university. " He introduce himself ignoring Adrian who seems a bit annoyed with the way he approached his wife . " Owh , I never see you before ." Elina looks curious as she looks at her husband's face .

I stared at him, waiting for him to continue. He passed his iPad to me, and I saw a picture of an aged, handsome man that was most likely in his late 50s; he had a serious and stoic expression on. He looked Mexican with his slicked-back hair and tan skin. He looked a bit familiar. "Who is this?" I asked, and my face scrunched up. "He is Mr. Rodrigo. You should know him. He is the famous owner of Lorenzo's Clubs. He owns multiple clubs around the country."

"State your metric." Chloe blinked her long eyelashes with an expression of pure, harmless innocence. "Remove your sunglasses." The Grand Panda Jin Chen went entirely blank for a microsecond. Recovering his footing, he offered a low, mocking chuckle to mask his confusion. "It turns out Miss Bishop is actually a dedicated devotee of my personal brand. Although my eyes have recently sustained a minor tactical injury, it falls completely short of altering the supreme perfection of my handsome face. For a tiny, small-minded request from a fan... I suppose I can lower myself to satisfy your curiosity."

mum said. “Why don’t you try hooking Joyce up instead?” I asked her. “She’s going on a date with Moretti on Sunday.” “Moretti as in Frank Moretti that lives a few blocks down?” “Yes, he’s a nice man,” she answered. “He’s thirty-five, he still lives his parents, he’s unemployed and has a criminal record, mum. How does that even sound nice?” “Mrs Moretti said he’s working on himself, he’s becoming a better man.”

Giggling awkwardly, Stephanie glanced at the elderly man at the head of the table and gave a quick shake of her head. “Not at all, sir. Although I rarely receive such invitations, strangely enough, I’m not surprised today.” “Oh? Is that so?” the chairman replied, leaning back in his oversized leather swivel chair. His face, dignified yet marked with age, creased into a thoughtful frown. “Yes, sir,” Stephanie said with a polite nod, trying to steady her voice. The chairman, Mr. Gary Robert, was an Italian man who had spent most of his life in the United States. He was well-respected in business circles, known for his sharp mind, calm demeanor, and sense of fairness. But when necessary, he cou

Marcus held the phone to his ear, trying to maintain composure despite the bile rising in his throat. Jenna and Gino watched him closely, gauging his reaction as the call came through from Chairman Hidalgo. "Chairman Anderson, since you're back, let me give you a warm welcome. How about a drink?" Chairman Hidalgo offered in a tone that was too casual for Marcus's liking. Marcus inhaled deeply. "No need for that, Chairman Hidalgo. My family is in a bit of a mess right now, so I'm not particularly in the mood for drinks," he replied, keeping his voice calm and even.

“Am I? I’m not as good as the mayor, apparently. You had disguised yourself well. You sent these useless people to threaten me and you hid behind them to control the situation. Indeed, very admirable. I’m fortunate to have the chance to meet the infamous Mr. Nick…” “It is an honor to meet Mr. Chi as well. I must ask; how was Mr. Chi able to recognize me?” Gu Mocheng smiled lightly. “Mainly, your two lackeys were too careless and simple-minded. I don’t believe that a two hundred million stock could be handled by such incompetent people. There had to be someone intelligent giving them instructions from the shadows. I didn’t expect it to be Mr. Nick. As for how I was able to recognize you… Well

Chapter 17: CEO got sick I changed into my jogging clothes and opened my door. As I opened the door, I saw Mr Brent sitting in front of my door. He was asleep. I tried to wake him up by calling his name but he didn't respond. He was murmuring something. I got close to him to listen to what he was trying to say. He was actually calling my name, "Linda, Don't leave me again. I'm sorry for all I did. I will never do it again. "

Why is he so irritated this time? When Mr. Johnson exits the elevator, I'm surprised. He's young. Well, younger than I imagined. I mentally thank myself for dressing up a bit more today. He is tall, with blonde hair cut just above his shoulders, blue eyes, and a thick beard. Based on his size, I can imagine his physique underneath the suit. I stand up to greet him. He is almost as big as Ryan. "Mr. Johnson! Good afternoon!" "Good afternoon!" He quickly looked me up and down, making me blush. "Follow me. Mr. Ryan is waiting," he nods.

I wasn't informed that we could have a date. I knew I would be at the warehouse for a few hours, so I brought a few snacks. Someone knocking on my office door inturpted 'my eating cheetos' time. "Come in." I say with a mouth filled of cheetos. The door opened, and Vincenzo came into view. He is so fricking handsome. "Ciao, bella." Vincenzo greets. [Hello, beautiful]. A bright smile takes over my face, "Hey," I say, "What are you doing here?"