My Husband Is A Secret Billionaire By Wiuu

Chapter 197

Jane was taken aback, hearing the whispering voices around her, feeling extremely embarrassed,

Tyrone arrogantly rolled his eyes and had a few assistants clear the way for him as they hurried toward the main entrance.

As they left, one of the assistants, whether intentional or not, bumped into Jane. Jane’s small body lost its balance, nearly falling, and the interview equipment in her hands sc attered onto the ground.

“Hey, what are you doing!” the cameraman along her exclaimed indignantly.

Jane stopped him. “Let it go…”

“And they call themselves Wall Street elites! Is this the kind of people Wall Street produces?”

“Alright, don’t argue with them here,” Jane whispered, “We won’t gain anything by making a scene. in front of so many people. Do you want to get scolded by the chief editor?”

“Then you go back first.” After pondering for a moment, Jane continued, “I’ll come up with a plan. and see if I can attend the next lecture!”

The cameraman let out a sigh and had other tasks at the editorial department, so he could only do as she said and left.

Jane felt the surrounding gazes pierce through her like knives, as if mocking her for being incompetent.

She steadied herself and was about to crouch down to pick up the things from the ground when suddenly, the hall became eerily quiet. Everyone’s eyes turned to the entrance, followed by the confident and powerful sound of high heels on the marble floor.

Tyrone also halted his steps, and when he saw the person, a look of surprise mixed with flattery appeared on his face.

He quickly stepped forward and nodded and bowed to the woman. “President McLore, ah… Why have you come?”

“I heard Mr. Walkermann is holding a financial lecture here,” Deinie answered casually, “so I came to learn something too!”

“President McLore, you’re joking! What are my trivial skills compared to you?”

Deinie took off her sunglasses, her eyes deep and inscrutable, lips lightly curved, appearing neither angry nor pleased. Her aura was overwhelming, making people not dare to act rashly in her

presence.

“Mr. Walkermann is too modest! As an elite who has returned from Wall Street, you must have more investment experience than us.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t dare…”

“This time, I’m also looking for suitable investment projects while I’m back in the capital,” she smiled gently, “I’wonder if Mr. Walkermann is interested in introducing one to me?”

lit up,

She usually had tasks that were far beyond reach for ordinary

opportunity, he

Tyrone rubbed his hands together,

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excellent right now! If you want to

In fact, my company specializes in investments. It will definitely help President

eyebrow, a complex smirk appearing on

how large Mr. Walkermann’s company

capital is fifty million!” Tyrone proudly straightened his back, adjusted. his tic, and said, “We have recently invested in several projects, and

one million…”

finish speaking,

are you kidding

fifty million? Then don’t bother cooperating with me. The investment companies I’ve worked with before made net profits

face suddenly changed, staring blankly

is to have the

Tyrone Walkermann on the blacklist. The McLore Group of Companies, including all its

already covered in cold sweat, not

Woman.

the next moment, Deinie simply rolled her eyes at

s cattered on the ground and handed them to Jane, putting her hand on Jane’s shoulder with a warm

hall held their breath, looking

approached, “Ms. McLore,

remained expressionless and said coldly, “You bumped into

stuttering as he asked, “This… this

the McLore Corporation!” Deinie

bother to look at him and left the financial

two of them went to a nearby

of coffee Jane liked, so she ordered every type on the

stop her, feeling a little overwhelmed by

thank you for what happened earlier,” she said

just a small matter, nothing

smiled at her, but noticed that this girl seemed to have something on her

“Jane, what’s wrong?”

a smile, silll unsure how to write the

moment and guessed, “Is it because you haven’t