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."

worse. For no reason, he was distracted. He touched his head. Cayne was inexplicably irritated. He picked up the wine in front of

her Hunter." In the midst of his irritation, he didn't think too much about it and admitted directly. He quickly

around and

the figure that had left in a hurry...

of them

he knew it was dangerous, he still fell into it

no, no, no. He was not going

she learned that she was going to meet Miffel, the top in the

wrapped in a towel after a shower. The screen on the bedside table lit up. Only then did she remember that her phone had been

she still pressed the answer

I called so many times that I couldn't contact with you. I almost called the

hurriedly said while Grace

is the important thing? You don't even have time to make a phone call." Grace understood her. Vivian looked smart and capable, but in fact, she was scary when she got angry. Grace knew that she was in the wrong

"Miffel. I met Miffel."

there was instantly silence. One second, two seconds, three seconds... Grace counted

of the Domen

from the microphone. Grace immediately moved her phone far away from her ear. "Be

me, you mean the Miffel from the Domen

"You meet Miffel?

Is he handsome?

Did you guys talk?

What did he say?

know

guys talk about

Did he agree?"

asking a question and Grace was about to answer. But she

no choice

to be very interested in my proposal. As for the project we discussed privately, I think you might have to work overtime

to come

hot! President James, don't worry. I'll sort out the information into a document tonight and send it to your

Grace intimately. But when she encountered something at work, she immediately called her President Grace. Naturally, this kind of standpoint and attitude

of conversion really

"Oh right!"

forgot

it's about 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 food

"Well. Is that so?"

why she escaped

same whether she

he was sober or not, Grace was just an indispensable name in

The wind blew on her body. It was

had already

personally helped him. She shouldn't have any more entanglements with him for such

she didn't do anything wrong. She shouldn't

efficiency had always

woke up, she had already received

The doorbell rang.

service? Wait a

woke up early in the morning and didn't have time to change clothes. She was still wearing a nightgown. She tidied up the nightgown and

do you come so early?" She looked at her nightgown, which was neat and tidy, and then looked at the person. "Come

"Work?"

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

"Water."

She flushed the cup

smell of male

the tea room without

lose the James Group either." She looked at Cayne sincerely. The sincerity in her eyes attracted him in an instant,

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

to

you want

Banyan Manor

you

was reasonable that she