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.

cup–it was the perfect temperature. He picked it up and walked to

set the cup down, not touching it again. After all this time, it still wasn’t as good as the

the same coffee beans, the same machine, even the cups were identical. So why did it taste

passed, and Hansel still hadn’t adjusted

wrong, the living

Everything was wrong.

help but

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“Come in.”

it down, and quietly left the room again. Hansel had no appetite, but he forced himself to eat a

the morning was spent

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

that empty mansion no longer felt like going home. After all, the woman who used to leave a light on

coat,

came in, looking a bit

a table at Tailgate Tower. We’ll head there after the

Johnson, but Ms. Su-”

finish, Hansel added, “Mr. Levy prefers lighter food and doesn’t eat seafood.

“Got it.”

on his suit jacket when he suddenly looked up. “What were

“Oh! M

is here. She’s waiting