Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 263 Persuading Him With His Favorite Food

I nodded and walked into the villa. Jeremiah and Elsa saw me going in and

followed me as well.

Mr. Simpson saw it and stopped them. "Did I say that you two can go inside? Why are you inviting yourselves in?"

Elsa wore an embarrassed expression and fell silent. Then, she looked at Jeremiah. He put on a flattering smile and said, "I came here to see you, Mr. Simpson. Please do me a favor and let me in. You can always make up your mind after you listen to what I have to say."

Jeremiah looked at me, giving the impression that he was asking for my input.

I said nonchalantly, "You can invite anyone you want, Mr. Simpson. I have the confidence to make you choose me eventually."

Mr. Simpson's expression relaxed when he heard what I said, as if he was satisfied with my words. He looked at Jeremiah and scoffed. "I'll do this young lady a favor and let you two in as well."

I gave both of them a sidelong glance before I followed Sebastian into the villa. He had a dedicated guest room. At that moment, all four of us sat in there with him sitting across from us.

We had just taken our seats when Jeremiah immediately took a contract out of his bag as if he were concerned that I would take his business opportunity away from him.

Mr. Simpson. If you can help out Cornell Group, you'll find

him up. "That's right, Mr. Simpson. Cornell Group is very serious

showed her signature pitiable look. It felt like she expected Mr. Simpson to agree to their offer out of

scoffed when he saw the look on Elsa's face. He turned around and faced Jeremiah before asking cockily, "Do you think I'm that hungry for money? How shallow!" Then, he turned around and looked at me. "What about you? What do you have

chuckled and put the food container on the table. Then, I poured him a bowl of stew as he watched. "I'm going to guess that you still haven't eaten anything at this

rested his gaze on the bowl of stew

time and effort to learn about his personal preferences in

veet

how got to know that he was a

Pork stew

to Mr. Simpson every day, come hell

Simpson and

Mr. Simpson didn't like younger people who were rude and uncourteous.

no one would help

watched anticipatingly as Mr. Simpson lifted the bowl and took a small sip

putting