Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 914 Calls Upon Calls

I observed the man in front of me as if I were watching a play. 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 flattering. I wondered what kind of girl was on the other end.

The secretary's face had turned extremely unpleasant. She kept glancing 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 contract late 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, come. 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 "

"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 glanced at it and answered with just one word, "Speak."

seemed genuinely busy, but not with anything

quite animated, constantly changing. At this moment, his

but he hadn't

phone, "Enough already. Come to the bar tonight. But I won't be kind. I've been more than

vn of that

There's no

negotiation."

widened my eyes, staring at Jesse. What kind of man was this?

hand. Unexpectedly, he caught me staring at him. He hung up

added, "Mr.

and I held back my words, leaning back into

Thankfully, this contract only

materials for a few small projects.

it seemed

this company. Kwas confident that such a company wouldn't last much

in front of me

is how you handle things? Tell them not to

a pen, but his eyes were still on the phone in his hand. He swiped through it, dialed a number, and put the phone