Chapter 320

Chapter 320

"Mr. Yeager, what a pleasure to meet you."

Nanson continued, "Discussing business in the lobby isn't ideal. How about we move to a private room? Excuse me, do you have any available?"

"Of course, gentlemen, please follow me this way," the server replied, leading the way.

Ileana stood frozen in shock.

What was going on?

Had she heard right? Did that man just call Nanson, Mr. Yeager?

Had Nanson hit the big time?

Swallowing hard, Ileana recalled the designer suit Nanson was wearing, something not even ten grand could buy.

Lance owned a similar suit, treating it like a treasure, hardly ever wearing it.

She couldn't remember how she made it back to her seat.

"Hey, babe, you're here," Lance said, wrapping his arm around Ileana, oblivious to what had just happened. Looking at Lance's pudgy hand and then thinking back to Nanson in his sharp suit made Ileana's stomach turn. She had left Nanson because he was broke, but now that he seemed to be Mr. Yeager, she had to get back with him!

But she wasn't entirely sure yet if Nanson was just putting on a show, so she couldn't break things off with Lance just yet.

Ileana turned to Lance with a smile, "Lance, I've got plans with my bestie to go shopping. Why don't you head back? I'll come over

go back? I can come with you two,"

it on thick. "Lance, it's a girl thing. Imagine we're shopping for lingerie or something.

can resist a

stood up, "Alright, I'll wait for you

good," Ileana pecked Lance

saw Nanson and a man named Mr. Cash leave the private room, all

a brand-new Mercedes

model, worth no less than

contain her excitement and didn't approach Nanson right away. Instead, she hailed a cab to discreetly

was just

stopped in front of

Ileana frowned.

that, Nanson was just

he had made it

Ileana saw two people, looking very much like assistants, approach Nanson with respect,

What was going on?

them disappear into the office, Ileana's confusion

the bottom of this, Ileana got out of

lobby was

soon as she entered, a receptionist approached,

scanned the interior before asking, "Is

you mean Mr. Yeager?" the receptionist replied with a smile. "Mr. Yeager is our

What?

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