Chapter 161

Cheryl strutted in her high heels and slid into Wasyl's sleek sports car, peeling away from the curb with an air of superiority.

Qemal, with a stoic expression, slipped into his car. He was silent as a ghost and took off down the road.

Sawyer, with Anna in tow, climbed into his vehicle. As he rolled down the window, he shot a look of pure disdain at Celena, who was burdened with an armful of paperwork. "Celena, make sure you handle that. Tidy up those documents and shoot me a copy, will you? I've got drinks lined up with some buddies, so we're off," he said calmly.

With those parting words, he zoomed off, leaving Celena to wrestle with her mountain of papers as she trudged toward the bus stop.

Back in Wasyl's car, Cheryl lounged in the passenger seat. Wasyl's hand crept up her smooth thigh. Seizing a moment at the red light, he leaned in for a few quick kisses and asked with a grin, "Dear, you seem upset. What's eating you?"

hand away, visibly irked. "It's Celena. She's the lead on this project, and I can't stand

her eyes shooting daggers. "You promised you'd secure the lead

she supposed to handle this deal? I've got a heavy hitter from Drunham City's underbelly on board. He'll make sure Celena won't lay her hands on the materials in time. When she misses the deadline and the project stalls, it's going to cost a

handle their business? Just be ready to step in with what's needed, and when the time comes, you'll swoop in with the supplies. Then, who else but you could

but his face twisted into a snarl as if he were ready to

real? Hahaha, I can't wait to see Celena try to outdo

to Wasyl's, and gradually settled herself onto his

hitched, his excitement palpable as he blurted out, "Forget the office, let's hit a

pulled up in a rugged military Jeep in front of a skyscraper that

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