All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 903 Conditions

Cloude was momentarily taken aback by her response, then chuckled. “Well, I didn’t expect you to be so patriotic, Miss Swann. It seems I really didn’t do my job well and almost misunderstood you.”

Catherine glanced at the time. It was almost four o’clock, and if she didn’t act quickly, it could disrupt the schedule for the press conference. “Mr. Cloude, if there’s nothing else to discuss, let’s get straight to the point.”

“Agreed.” Cloude immediately consented to Catherine’s proposal. His terms remained unchanged-he still demanded a fifty percent stake, with the rest open for negotiation.

Catherine agreed, but also presented her conditions. “First, help me find Professor Warner and bring him back.

Second, remove all online impacts on me. Third, regardless of how the lab operates, you must not intervene. You need to understand. I don’t need anyone meddling in my affairs.”

Upon hearing Catherine’s conditions, Cloude showed no surprise as if he had anticipated her requests. After assessing Catherine, he said seriously, ” I fully agree with the last two conditions. However, the first one may need some adjustment.”

Catherine raised an eyebrow and gave him a cold glance. “Adjust what?”

Cloude’s expression darkened slightly as he picked up his fork. “Not so fast. Let’s eat first and discuss later.”

didn’t seem inclined to eat, Cloude explained, “Miss Swann, I’ve been waiting for you and haven’t eaten a thing. Can’t you even allow

at the time and gestured for Cloude to

manner was particularly

her. “Miss Swann, aren’t you going

attend to. If we can discuss it now, let’s do so.

and he stopped eating. “In that case, let’s talk about your

Catherine ceased her objections and entered negotiation mode. “What do you propose for my first

I don’t have the power to release him,”

for negotiation. Not one to enjoy haggling, she felt it was enough and decided to leave. “Alright, let’s go with that condition. I have nothing else to discuss. I’m leaving!” She stood up and exited the private

was stained with sauce. The waitress, visibly frightened, continuously apologized to Catherine, who remained cold-faced, “I didn’t mean to

hands, any remaining sympathy vanished. Her hands were even softer than Catherine’s. How could a waitress

hand and coldly stared at her. “No need. You don’t have

know you’re kind-hearted, but please allow me to pay for your dry cleaning. Even though I’m just a waitress, I understand the responsibility of making amends. Please give

audaciously blocked her path. “Miss, please give me this chance,”

waitress, intimidated by her sharp gaze, took a step back. “If I let you

you pretend, make it more convincing. Soak your hands in water for