Facade of Love

Chapter 58 He’s worried I’ll fret over you

The colossal Scott Corporation was on the brink of disaster. If the funds dried up, all operations would grind to a halt, leaving the corporation in a vulnerable position.

With this in mind, I turned to Maxwell “The Scott Corporation, as it stands, may be beyond saving. You…

When will my appointment be announced?” Maxwell interrupted, his dark eyes coolly fixed on me. He was handsome, and his gaze always seemed to carry a hint of disdain.

His words caught me off guard, and I blurted out, “You’re choosing to stay?”

He frowned, clearly annoyed. “What? You drag me in to help you, and now you’re ready to toss me aside? Yvette, you’re treating me like a disposable rag, aren’t you?”

I quickly shook my head. “Of course not. Fine, I’ll have my uncle announce your appointment as CEO of Scott Corporation immediately.”

I had initially misunderstood Maxwell’s situation. I had assumed that the shareholders would object to his presidency without a clear understanding of where the three million dollars had gone.

After hearing Idris’s high praise of him, though, I did some digging into Maxwell’s background. It turned out he was a bona fide genius, a standout even among the brilliant minds of Wall Street. His joining Scott Corporation was something the old shareholders would welcome with open arms.

Maxwell finally seemed satisfied with my words. He glanced past me at Idris, who was stepping out of the car behind me, and said with a slight frown, “Your man is quite handsome. I rather like him.”

I was left speechless.

the urge to roll my eyes, my gaze drifting towards him. My l*ps twitched

my gaze, he clicked

of all that nonsense.

help but rub my forehead. I retorted, “If you’re so straight, why do you keep

disdain, speechless. “You’re supposed to be educated, Miss Scott. Are you so close–minded? Women can appreciate other women’s beauty, but men can’t do the same?

to argue. Seeing Idris approaching us, I turned to Maxwell. “If you’re so into good looks, just look in the mirror

“I don’t need you to tell

a laugh. “Yes, you

Greek mythology, the

displeasure. “Mr. Young, we don’t have

him a glance. “Now that you’re part of Scott Corporation,

again. “I’ll come to pick you up later. Don’t overwork yourself. Too

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Idris leave,