No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 179



The big boss was like a phantom-always around but never seen, yet he seemed to know everything that happened in the company.

Conrad's anger was palpable as he turned it towards Grant. "Refusing to cooperate? Do you even know who you're talking to? Do you know who I am?"

At that moment, Conrad looked like a caricature of a greedy landowner, exuding a sleaziness that was hard to ignore.

Grant, clutching a coffee mug, had this smirk on his face that wasn't making it to his eyes.

"My boss said he knows exactly who you are, and that's precisely why we're not doing business with you."

His words were few but packed a punch.

Conrad was on the verge of exploding, his voice turning fierce. "Who is your boss? Does he not want to operate in Seabreeze City anymore?"

"My boss mentioned that even if we have to leave Seabreeze City, we still wouldn't collaborate with you," Grant's words were as sweet as they were

venomous.

Conrad's face turned a shade of purple, visibly seething. "Fine, you just wait. And pass the message to your so-called boss."

asked me to tell Mr. Wagner to bring it on!" Grant's words were like a

forehead throbbed dangerously. I was genuinely worried he might

dragging others down. Walk away with me today, and all will be forgotten. If you refuse, don't blame me for making the company pay for your stubbornness." When soft words and persistence

being raised by the Wagner family, the stubborn streak my parents instilled in

wouldn't have come to this point," I told him. "If you dare, you'd be destroying the last shred of

already discarded me; what respect is left?" he

want to argue here, especially not in front of my colleagues. I issued him a firm, "Mr. Wagner, you

hand twitched as if he was fighting the

Grant timely intervened, "Director

not showing the guest out, perhaps you could come to my office. I have

sounded good. I was eager to talk

Grant, I left Conrad, who looked

big boss? How does he know about today's events?" I asked as soon as we entered

mystery, coupled with

protective

stance, especially his

me,

to collaborate

spilled it. How else would he know? He's not a mind