Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 273

Two Italians shrugged with a gesture of resignation and finally said, "Alright then, goodbye."

Dagmar translated for Sanderson, "Mr. Delaney, it seems they don't want to disclose the reason. They just said 'let's talk next time.""

Next time?

Sanderson was utterly baffled!!

Did this mean the deal was off the table?

How could things have taken such a sudden turn?

After all, when Sanderson had landed this project, there had been voices of dissent within the company, claiming it was a pipe dream.

Sanderson thought, how could anyone know the outcome without giving it a shot?

He had been looking forward to using this project as a slap in the face to those old-timers at the company who doubted him! Everything had been going smoothly, the price had been agreed upon, and they were supposed to sign the contract today. How could it all fall apart so suddenly?

He watched in disbelief as the two men walked away.

Lost in translation, he didn't know how to make sense of this, so he turned to Dagmar, "Dagmar, quick, follow them out, ask them what's really going on!"

Dagmar nodded, "Will do."

As Dagmar chased after the Italians, Everard suddenly spoke up, "I'll go take a look too."

Sanderson nodded anxiously.

Don't worry." Sanderson glanced at Cordelia, who he thought didn't understand the magnitude of running the

fingers, what ground would he have to

Sanderson frowned.

and Dagmar, catching up with the Italians in the

offer in Italian, "Even if we can't make a deal, how about

Mr. Delaney was more generous, but he seemed quite stingy about the

sighed, "Mr. Delaney was considering the

Italians exchanged looks, "So there's no

Dagmar shook her head.

headed toward their car, Dagmar turned back towards the brightly lit banquet hall. The light spilling through the windows cast an eerie

Something was off.

been compromised. Was

then, the Italians started their car, ready to

the deal would definitely be off. Although Cordelia didn't grasp all the details,

second thought, she dashed in front of

"Screech!"

car halted

got out, babbling at Cordelia

furrowed her brows, regretting

rushed over, "Miss, what are you doing? Are

at

is sorry for the inconvenience and would like to invite you for a

hurriedly declined, "We're in a hurry. If there's an

there's a problem with our product or something else

question half-heartedly, "The young lady is naive and doesn't understand these matters. We