Chapter 14

With Trevor’s case being a precedent and what Vicky told Helen before they came inside the banquet hall, Helen was convinced that she had no chance of getting the West City project.

That was when Sean said with a scowl, “Don’t worry. That good–for–nothing is just Vicky’s gigolo,

but

my father actually is her grandfather’s associate. I’m sure the man would understand with just a phone call.”

Gina finally remembered that he was there too. “Oh, Mr. Wesley! You really come through for us when

it matters!”

Helen leveled a miserable look at Frank in turn. “Sorry, but we really have to trouble you this time.”

She certainly did not dare pin her hopes of Frank–the West City project was the key to Lane Holdings ‘ future!

whipped out his phone, and went to a quiet corner to call his

is it? Why are you calling this

pleaded, “Dad, could you ask George Turnbull to give my friend a project?”

Even if I was allowed an audience, do you think I’m even capable of changing his mind?! Just suck up to Ms. Turnbull already. Everything else is

up, leaving Sean scratching his

how he would explain this to

yet to sleep with her–there was

“How did it go, Mr. Wesley? What did your

a smile and braced herself as he said, “Don’t worry. My father has already agreed to

of relief.

solemnly, “Thank you so much,

chuckled cheerfully. “Come on, don’t

headed upstairs to a private room, where she poured him a glass of wine.

me acting on my own volition, do

cross–legged as he replied flatly, “I actually thought

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