Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 534

"Do we need a signature from the seller? Why?"

Roseanne couldn't help but question the staff member in front of her.

The response came, "The asset is substantial, and while you have a formal transfer agreement, regulations also necessitate a consent form signed by the seller themselves."

Roseanne's grip on the documents tightened.

Meaning, Murray's signature was required.

...

"Mr. Sherwood, good morning."

As Murray stepped out of the elevator, his assistant was waiting at the door, greeting him with a smile.

"9 AM, a meeting with investors to discuss potential funding into Quinlan's Quality Foods and considerations for a long-term investment; 10 AM, a meeting with Mr. Whittaker from FinFlex to discuss a partnership; 11 AM, a departmental review. In the afternoon, as per your earlier plan, you have a golf game scheduled with Mr. Sanford from SynthSys. That's the agenda for today."

The assistant reported the schedule while walking beside him, timing his speech perfectly to end just as Murray was entering his office.

Murray paused, "Cancel the investors meeting. And tell Whittaker I'm only sparing him half an hour. If his proposal is as insincere as last time, there's no point in further discussions." "Got it."

Entering his office, Murray found his coffee already prepared on his desk.

Touching the cup, he found the temperature just right.

He took a sip as he moved towards the floor-to-ceiling windows.

he set

never tasted

same machine, even the same cup, yet the taste

and Murray still couldn't

right, the living room setup wasn't right, the bedroom sheets weren't right...

help but chuckle

"Knock knock-"

"Come in."

breakfast, setting it down

forced himself to

morning was filled with meetings, reports, and

in, day out,

but at least then, he had

going back to that empty mansion, it no longer felt like home. Because it lacked the woman who used to wait up for him late into the night... In the afternoon, Murray grabbed his jacket, ready to head to the

table

the game,"

Bsd giving his instructions.

swnov

"Okay. Mr. Sherwood, Ms-Ms. Cole is

he could finish, Murray interjected, "Mr. Sanford prefers light flavors,

"Understood."

had just put on his blazer when he suddenly looked up, "What were you

is here, outside

get

Cole? Who?" Murray momentarily couldn't place the