Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 497:

Initially, Clayton had been hesitant about cooperation. But as he watched the Turner Group’s popularity skyrocket, he swiftly changed course and sought out Kallie for a partnership. He knew it was the most honorable move, so he lowered his price as a gesture of goodwill.

To Clayton’s surprise, Kallie accepted his offer without a hint of grudge, as if she had already forgotten his earlier reluctance. She embraced the partnership readily, even instructing her team to release a series of carefully crafted public statements.

These statements painted a narrative that, during the Turner Group’s difficult years, it was the Morgan Group that had quietly supported them. The Morgan Group had supplied goods at prices below cost, ensuring the Turner Group’s survival.

The story quickly spread, evolving into a tale of two established companies’ remarkable partnership. Of course, some skeptics claimed that the Morgan Group was merely riding on the Turner Group’s newfound success.

But they didn’t realize that this was all part of Kallie’s plan to subtly intertwine the legacies of both companies. In reality, the Morgan Group’s achievements far surpassed the Turner Group’s, and the strategic connection benefited them both.

exactly what Kallie was doing. On the phone, he let out a chuckle. “Miss Nixon, you’re a clever strategist. I always considered myself smart and capable,

spent $3,000 on business management courses. It’d be a shame to

the things he respected about her—her honesty, even in the face of praise. “There’s a party the day after tomorrow,” he said. “It’ll be full of entrepreneurs from Halstead. It’s a good chance to

the opportunity Kallie had been looking for, and she accepted without hesitation. Clayton only gave her an address, leaving out the

exclusive estate where the wealthy gathered for horseback riding, golf, and even hunting on a private hill. It wasn’t just a party;

stylish. Her long hair was tied up in a sleek ponytail, with just a few strands framing her

was already at the gate, waiting for her with a casual smile. When Clayton first laid

in Halstead’s business circle,

face, framed by soft strands of hair, carried quiet strength, and her once gentle eyes now held a cool edge, hardened by

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