Before setting out for Rome, Mio Walsh had done his homework. He knew that Michael Bardem once had feelings for Victoria, and that Victoria had helped Michael at a critical moment. With that in mind, Mio was confident that his identity as Victoria's nephew would secure the deal. If he succeeded, it would be a significant advantage in the family's leadership race. Even if Victoria objected, her disapproval would hardly matter-results spoke louder than words.

At the dinner party, Michael Bardem had shown a clear liking for him. While no promises were made, it seemed almost certain that Mio would be the one Michael chose to collaborate with. After all, Bardem's company, R Corporation, was a well- established, internationally renowned firm. Both sentimentally and logically, the partnership made perfect sense.

But only a few days later, Michael Bardem had changed his mind. Mio Walsh was stunned.

"The other party hasn't announced which company they're working with yet," his secretary reported. "It seems they've only reached a preliminary agreement. Details will take time to finalize."

"Then it's not settled yet," Mio snapped. "Call Michael Bardem. I want to invite him to dinner."

Mio was a smart man. Even for a married woman, he had ways of stealing her heart. This deal wasn't over. As long as the contract wasn't signed, he still had a chance.

"Yes, Mr. Walsh. I'll arrange it immediately."

The secretary returned shortly with an update: "Mr. Walsh, they've already left Rome. He said dinner will have to wait until next time."

"That old fox!" Mio's face darkened. While Michael Bardem hadn't explicitly promised him the deal that night, his attitude had been favorable. Experienced businessmen often left things unspoken, and Mio had taken Bardem's subtle signals as reassurance. He had been at ease until now.

But someone had swooped in and taken the deal out from under him.

Furious, Mio hurled the wine glass in his hand to the floor. "Damn it! Whoever stole this from me, I'll make them cough it back up the same way they took it!"

that when Mio lost

else can we do? Book

"Yes, Mr. Walsh."

got up to change his clothes. Meanwhile, Ivy, still at the hotel,

couldn't stop

she quickly picked up, her voice softening.

the past few days, Mio had been full of surprises for her. She thought today would be no different. With Mio in her

had been filled with despair, each one more grueling than the

adored Mio and had

an issue at work, and

joy of their romance. She had barely had time

next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Yes. It's urgent, and I have

take care of what you need to," Ivy replied, sensing the urgency

you for understanding. Be

"Alright."

to head back? I'll book your ticket for you," he offered. Though he couldn't stay by her side, his thoughtfulness warmed

to see here. There's no point

uneasy leaving you here alone. Send me your passport number,

because of his wealth-she could afford her

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