Coming Second to That Woman
Vincent said warmly.
Lorelei didn't hesitate. "I'm allergic to seafood, Daddy. Did you forget?"
Vincent froze, looking embarrassed.
I snorted softly and ordered two more dishes without a word. When they arrived, I quietly ate, ignoring him.
Eventually, Vincent broke the silence. "Grace, our company is very interested in your technology and products. Could we discuss a possible collaboration?"
"Sorry," I said evenly. "We're already in talks with several local companies, and for now, we have no intention of partnering with Porter Corporation. After all, I've heard the rumors about you, Mr. Porter. It's too risky."
Bab Populer