Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 1034

They kept their distance, leaving a gap big enough for another person to sit between them.

It was as if the distance between them seemed impossible to bridge.

The quiet atmosphere lingered for a minute, and it was not until Anne spoke up that the strange tension was broken.

“Ms. Lawson, congratulations on the collaboration with Dorvell Corporation. It’s al

significant step for the Lawson Group to expand overseas.”

Sheena glanced at Anne’s exquisitely beautiful face, her tone devoid of much emotion as- she replied, “Thank you.”

Anne sighed with regret. “It’s a shame, though. The Lawson Group’s plans to expand

overseas through Dorvell Corporation’s project might be in jeopardy.”

Sheena narrowed her eyes cautiously, reading Anne’s expression.

“Whe

do

do you mean?”

Anne smiled, looking apologetic, and replied, “I talked about the bidding for Dorvell Corporation’s project with Paulo last night. He felt sorry that we lost the bid as I had put in too much effort for this proposal, saying that you only won because of nepotism. So, he

wanted to help me reclaim the cooperation rights.”

rights from me?” Sheena scoffed. “Was Paulo drunk when he said that in bed? Besides, my proposal has been revised countless times and is the result of many sleepless nights. You wouldn’t have stood a chance unless

her career, she had always been meticulous and believed in her

approach, the proposal she had personally written would have been top–notch.

the arrogance

are really charming when you are

Lawson families are no longer the big fish in the pond once you go abroad. Ms. Lawson, you should know that

at her, pondering her familiar

first time I saw you, I couldn’t help but feel you resembled someone.”

smiled with a twinkle in

“Oh? Who?”

“My sister.”

but her eyes carefully scrutinized

and exclaimed, “Really? I’m honored

finds me familiar.”

don’t actually like this sister of mine. She’s just a bastard child of the Lawson family,

faded slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes.

are you using

a jest, Ms. Windsor.

“Ms. Windsor, you’re far superior to my troublesome sister in terms of family

expression warmed slightly, and she asked curiously, “It sounds like there’s an unusual story between you and your sister. May I ask how she’s doing

her name and image at the Memorial Garden, where there are only the forgotten dead, forever without the remembrance and prayers

in

“She’s so pitiful.”

not pitiful. She nearly tore apart the