Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 305 I Don’t Want the Gratitude Verbally

The meeting lasted for nearly an hour.

All along, Cayne stayed at the corner of the bar, drinking and chatting with the Secretary-General.

It was not until Grace walked out of the door that the man elegantly put down the cup in his hand and stood up.

"Let's go. We've been in the plane and haven't rested. Are you tired? Let me take you back to your room."

"Cayne, wait a moment. Long time no see. Don't you want to have a drink with me?"

Miffel leaned against the door and looked at him with a smile.

When Grace heard this, she became relaxed. "In that case, I won't disturb you."

Her reaction was keenly captured by Cayne. The light in his deep pupils dimmed slightly. He was smart, so he knew what to do next. And he didn't insist on sending Grace away.

"Alright," the man tilted his head and said to Miffel, who was leaning against the door. "It's just that it's late at night. A gentleman shouldn't let a woman leave alone." As he said that, he glanced at the secretary- general and hinted, "Do you want your secretary-general to make another trip?"

Miffel was very tactful and said to the secretary-general, "Take this lady back to her room and make sure her safety."

"Yes, sir."

After he left, there were only two outstanding men in the large reception room.

"Is that her? You owe me a favor to let me fly here?"

"Is she important?" Miffel walked elegantly to the bar and poured another glass of whiskey. "Another glass?" He raised his glass at Cayne and signaled.

"I desperately want to get her. And I also want to hide her from others." Whether it was important or not, he didn't know. "Leon wanted me to ask you if that person is alright."

"Leon?"

"Huh. It's been so many years, but he still didn't let it be."

"I used to think that only Asians would be so conflicted."

"But now when I see you, I know that you're finished."

"Are you and Leon so self-righteous?" Cayne chuckled without further explanation.

Miffel had the glass of wine, "She's great."

"I know. She's always been great." Speaking of Grace, Cayne was pride. It was as if his things had been praised.

"Her negotiating skills are amazing. God, who did she learn from?"

"I think the person who taught her such excellent negotiation skills must be very powerful."

"You seldom think so highly of anyone, Miffel. I only warn you once. Stay away from her." Cayne's gaze darkened.

Miffel's lips twitched. "You're really done, Cayne. Well, are you Hunter I know?"

"It has nothing to do with you. You just need to remember that you must stay away from her."

Miffel couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"I just admire her negotiating skills."

"I have met many experts in negotiation at home and abroad."

"In terms of negotiation skills from a technical point of view, she is still immature."

"I say that she is skilled in negotiation because she has skills and sincerity at the same time."

"She said her intentions to work together as well as the shortcomings. But she also said that she was determined and able to handle every detail even with these shortcomings. I like her sincerity and confidence."

"There were many partners who just reported us good news instead of bad news. Her frankness, confidence, honesty, analysis are persuasive. And it is easy for people to calm down and listen to her opinions.' "Sure enough, Cayne. Well done, Hunter."

For no reason, he was distracted. He touched his head. Cayne was

want to be her Hunter." In the midst of his irritation, he didn't think too much

turned around and strode

figure that had left in a hurry...

all of

was dangerous, he still fell into

no. He was not

that she was going to meet Miffel, the top in

bedside table lit up. Only then did she remember that her phone had been muted. She picked it up and hesitated when she

she still pressed the

did you answer the phone? I called so many times that I couldn't contact with you. I almost called the

phone, Vivian hurriedly said while Grace apologized hurriedly, "Don't be angry. I just

have time to make a phone call." Grace understood her. Vivian looked smart and capable, but in fact, she was scary

"Miffel. I met Miffel."

of the phone, there was instantly silence. One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Miffel of the Domen

came from the microphone. Grace immediately moved her phone far away

mean the Miffel from

"You meet Miffel?

Is he handsome?

Did you guys talk?

What did he say?

know

you guys talk about

Did he agree?"

Grace was about to answer. But she was stopped

choice but to

to try. Vivian, Miffel seems to be very interested in my proposal. As for the project we discussed privately, I think you might have to work overtime tonight to sort out the information

must seize the time to come up with

President James, don't worry. I'll sort out the information into a document tonight and

called Grace intimately. But when she encountered something at work, she

kind of conversion really

"Oh right!"

almost forgot

the thing you told me, that idiot... President Shaw is quite good. You can feel assured in Sanya. Don't worry, he is obedient. He eats

"Well. Is that so?"

she escaped because of

whether she was here or not,

Grace was just an indispensable name in his life. It was

to the balcony. The wind blew on her body.

didn't know what she was thinking, and why she had already escaped to this place, but she

him or close to him, but that morning, she personally helped him. She shouldn't have

she didn't do anything wrong. She shouldn't have been merciful towards

had always been

woke up, she had already received an

The doorbell rang.

Wait

clothes. She was still wearing a nightgown. She tidied up the nightgown and

She looked at her nightgown, which was

"Work?"

thank you for introducing me this time. It really helped me a lot." She walked to the teahouse, "What do you want

"Water."

a moment." She flushed the

woman. The smell of male filled her nose instantly.

left the tea

James Group either." She looked at Cayne sincerely. The sincerity in her eyes attracted him in an instant, making him forget to breathe. It

eyes that attracted him. He was like a gambler who was racing against the

not to care.

you want to

Manor

you have to

It was reasonable that she had to eat something to be