Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Chapter 63

After ElitePinnacle Investments made its triumphant return from Bullion Boulevard to domestic shores, instead of the anticipated struggle to acclimatize, they thrived like a fish

to water.

Out of the blue, they announced the acquisition of VentureVista Securities from VectorVista Bank. Then, in a bold move, it swiftly secured several large IPO projects.

Their meteoric rise put other investment banks under immense

pressure.

“ElitePinnacle Shakes Up Domestic Market, Curtis Creates New Legend”.

Headlines like these were plastered across major financial websites for days.

The bigger his steps, the busier Curtis got, pouring his energy into work, spending consecutive days in an apartment just a stone’s throw from the company office.

ElitePinnacle’s affairs were enough to keep him occupied around the clock. Yet, he took on a particularly thorny acquisition case from the Richardson Group.

Back in the day, Curtis was notorious for his high-and-mighty attitude. When Maddox needed a favor, he had to approach Curtis with extreme deference.

Recently, Curtis had become unusually dedicated, devoting so much time to Maddox’s projects that it seemed as if he was aiming for the chairman’s position himself.

ringing the opening bell, Curtis managed to make time in his hectic schedule to lend a hand and show

an early grave or had

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fresh snow. winter seemed colder than usual, with the season’s first snowfall arriving early. Stepping out of the airport, Jake had the car idling at the curb. After Caleb loaded his suitcase into the trunk, he returned to find Curtis still standing by the roadside,

looked up at the fluttering snowflakes and seemed to remember something, then

was busy enough that she’d only reply when she had a

house anymore, just give her the cash equivalent.” Curtis furrowed his

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the house. Now

had no idea. Getting even a short response from Leanne was already challenging. How could she

the cash equivalent to the value of the Crystal Cove Villas. Should I transfer it to

his pocket for a cigarette, only

a nearby trash can, he extended his hand to Caleb.

“Cigarette.”

Caleb hesitated.

coolly, “I pay you a good salary and you begrudge me

“It’s not that.”

disdain, “Cut back on these cheap smokes, they’re

just didn’t want

the non-stop work,