When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0528

“Why do I need the transferor’s signature? What for?”

Miranda looked at the staff member in front of her, unable to hold back her question.

The staff explained, “The property in question is quite large. Even though you have a formal transfer contract, according to regulations, you still need an additional written consent with the transferor’s personal signature.”

Miranda tightened her grip on the documents.

This meant Hansel would have to sign.

“Good morning, Mr. Johnson.”

As soon as Hansel stepped out of the elevator, Joe was waiting at the door, greeting him with a smile. *At 9:00 am, there’s a collective meeting with the investors to discuss long–term investment in Wholly Foods. At 10:00 am, Mr. Waver from Heltech is coming to discuss a collaboration.

“At 11:00 am, there’s a departmental review meeting. In the afternoon, as per your previous plan, you’re scheduled to play golf with Mr. Levy from Arkon. That’s the day’s agenda.”

Joe reported the schedule as they walked, timing it perfectly to finish just before Hansel entered his office..

Hansel paused for a moment. “Cancel the collective meeting with the investors. Also, tell Houston Waver that I’ll only give him half an hour. If his proposal lacks sincerity again like last time, there’s no point in continuing discussions.”

“Yes, sir.”

He pushed open the door to his office, where a freshly brewed cup of coffee was already on the desk.

the perfect temperature. He picked it

and set the cup down, not touching it again. After all

beans, the same machine, even the cups were identical.

Hansel still hadn’t adjusted to

wrong, the braised beef was wrong, the living room layout was wrong, even

Everything was wrong.

he couldn’t help but let out a

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“Come in.”

placed it down, and quietly left the room again. Hansel had no appetite, but

spent in meetings, reviewing

worked like a machine. His life had always been like this before, but at least he had a home to return

to that empty mansion no longer felt like going home. After all, the woman who used to leave a light on for him late at night was no longer

afternoon, Hansel grabbed his coat, ready to head to the golf

in, looking a bit

at Tailgate Tower. We’ll head there after the game, Hansel interrupted, giving his

but Ms. Su-” Ms.

Levy prefers lighter food and doesn’t

“Got it.”

putting on his suit jacket when he suddenly looked up. “What were you going to say just

“Oh! M

Ms. Sutton is here.