Chapter 470:

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If she could secure Charisma Company’s backing, Greenfield might just weather the storm. Her pulse quickened at the thought—everything was falling into place, and soon, she’d have Kellan back in her orbit.

But Carole wasn’t a fool. She knew business favors rarely came without strings attached. Her smile took on a playful edge as she ventured, “So, Kellan, what do you want in return?”

A teasing note crept into her voice. “Perhaps… an offer of marriage?”

Kellan scoffed, his gaze hardening as he finally met her eyes.

“Carole, don’t get ahead of yourself.”

The document snapped shut in his hands as he fixed her with a cutting stare. “I don’t need any repayment. Consider this collaboration repayment—for the debt I owe to my grandmother.” The chill in his voice froze her smile, and Carole’s heart dropped.

She knew the history between their

only because of that old debt—a life-saving favor her parents had done for his grandmother—that Kellan was even entertaining this

her composed exterior. She clenched her hands tightly, forcing herself to maintain

what I meant, Kellan. I

matter,” Kellan cut her

across the desk. “My assistants will handle the details

faint, between them. But with a single look, he reminded her just how distant they now were. There was

gather her words, her

skin like a slow burn. She

fell silent, a heavy, loaded

drifted up from the stack of documents before him, his fingers absently gripping a sleek black pen. Ink oozed from its tip, spreading darkly on the page until it

at his mind. “Come on, what’s the harm in giving it a shot? You’re running out of options, aren’t you?

at the thought. Tossing the now-useless pen into the trash with a flick of his wrist, he pushed back his chair and headed out. He

The conference hall buzzed with quiet murmurs, heads turning as he

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