Chapter 1210

Max looked at Jared, waiting for his order.

"Excuse me?! Did you not hear me?" Fiorella glared at him and yelled.

Jared nodded in defeat, and Max hurried away to get the car ready.

"Mr. Johnston, your aide isn't behaving sensibly at all." Fiorella criticized Max as she watched him leave.

Jared remained silent. After some time, Max drove to the pick-up area in front of Jared and Fiorella.

"Let's go, Mr. Johnston." Max opened the car door and Fiorella walked over.

In the club, Fiorella got someone to serve them a bottle of vintage wine. When the staff had walked out, she was left alone with Jared in this spacious room.

picked a song and passed Jared the microphone. "Mr. Johnston, I am dedicating this song to you. Can we

well. You can do so on

she sang alone. However, she had still chosen to sit next to him

moved closer to him whenever he did so, hell-bent on trying to

was feeling really uncomfortable in a place as noisy as this, so he ended up suffering a headache after he had sat through the entire

like to hear? I'll look for it and

rarely listen to music, so I dont think I can

straight. How long is

the tube lights beaming down on Jared's charming

assure you that we can break even after two years of investment and start raking in profits by

profits from elsewhere within that span of time." Jared said in a straightforward

in The Beacon, didn't you? And you probably haven't profited off it, right? I can guarantee that you'll break even in two years or so, even though it

the massive returns." Fiorella smiled

it, Miss Fisher. If I don't profit by then,

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