Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter

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past as I was racking my brains to think of something to talk about, Mr. Mitchell unexpectedly brought up the topic of the Southcliff Shire on his own.

The project was aimed at building a special park, like the Amethyst Palace in ancient times, but it would have to match with modem aesthetic ideals. It would merge modem technology and the beauty of traditional parks.

The preliminary dratts were already completed, but there were still many details that had yet to be adjusted, so there was only a rough outline. Naturally, I hoped that Mr. Mitchell would join the project and help us to flesh out the details. "The project is currently in the preliminary stage, and it requires design drafts of a certain quality as well as a clear design concept for the project to continue progressing smoothly."

1 had made my intent clear. If we couldn't produce a design draft that won the other party over, this business deal wouldn't go through

Mr. Mitchell was clearly concrmed. He said nothing as he drank his tea. He seemed to be thinking about something, and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes

together with intelligent people meant that only a

there are some things that I can't understand," he said slowly after putting down his cup of tea. He was

didn't want to participate in the Southcliff Shire project, and he

the helm of the project. Now that I had

can't make sense of it?" Liam was frowning slightly, and there was a look of displeasure in his eyes.. However, be knew that his emotions wouldn't change Mr. Mitchell's mind, and I sensed the arrogance in

first, but right now, I felt as if I was on a roller coaster. My heart was practically in my

don't they? However, I'm just an old man. What solutions could I possibly have?" He raised an eyebrow, and there

were academicians didn't care about projects at all. They didn't care about

so I hastily poured him

grand gesture. Southcliff Shire isn't the land of project which is just a capitalist money-malding

could merge the special traits of traditional Napelian gardens with

to look troubled. This immediately caught Mr. Mitchell's attention. Although his teacup