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.

turned to Lance with a smile, "Lance, I've got plans with my bestie to go shopping. Why don't you head

I can come with

for lingerie

man can resist a

thoroughly charmed, stood up, "Alright, I'll wait for you at

good," Ileana pecked Lance

gone, Ileana sat in the café until she saw Nanson and

got into a brand-new Mercedes

model, worth no less than three hundred

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

Nanson was just

Nanson's car stopped in front

Ileana frowned.

all that, Nanson

he had

very much like assistants, approach Nanson

What was going on?

them disappear into the office, Ileana's confusion

Ileana got out of

lobby was

a receptionist approached, "Ma'am, how may

asking, "Is Nanson one of your

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

What?

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