Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 312

Chapter 12 Our Child

He send their design was different from before. They thought they had no chance of winning the bid," Cilerin said, looking downicest

in his classmate for help..

His friend was just a part-timer, working on a research project for their PhD studies. They hadn't expected the company to switch designs minute and actually win the bid

"Our lecturer confirmed he had applied for his thesis project in the design, so there's not much we can do about it. He's willing to testify, but in the company might not cooperate Ugh..." Clean took a sip of his drink, clearly frustrated.

I knew Harmon Group was also inquiring about this situation. They wouldn't give up on the appeal if there was even a glimmer of hope. Since they decided to abandon it, it seemned Pinnacle Group had already covered all bases, No two identical leaves existed. Similarly, there couldn't be two identical designs.

Especially with such large interprovincial projects. While the general design might be similar, the details would always differ

I took a sip of my drink, feeling equally irritated,

"Hey, you can't drink alcohol!" Emma exclaimed, pulling me back.

I forced a smile, realizing she was right. My health was deteriorating, and I could feel my body weakening day by day.

glass of beer and quickly

say you saw Amelia

"Yeah, strange, right?"

an idea struck

complained about not feeling well that day, but taking a few photos or a quick video would only take a few minutes. What if she had passed that information to Luca, who then shared

turned back to Glenn. "Did your classmate mention who had them working overtime? Who was

think it was the manager? There's

was the one who gave the presentation that day," Glenn said,

evidence, but what if we could

suddenly shot up from

"Where are you going?"

my shoulder. "I

I

find out, but Leonard

if Amelia was heartbroken or,

if she aimed to trap Leonard, preventing him from inheriting Harmon Group while ensuring he'd always be with her? I had a nagging feeling that

for each call to be cut off. When

same fate; a single tick greeted all those messages I