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.

of the cup–it was the perfect temperature. He

down, not touching it again. After all this time, it still wasn’t as good as the coffee she used

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

passed, and Hansel still hadn’t adjusted to

soup was wrong, the braised beef was wrong, the living room layout was wrong, even the bedsheets in the bedroom

Everything was wrong.

this, he couldn’t help but let out

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“Come in.”

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

of the morning was spent in

always been like this before, but

no longer felt like going home. After all, the woman who used to leave a light on for him late

coat, ready

a bit

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

Johnson, but

before he could finish, Hansel added, “Mr. Levy prefers lighter food and

“Got it.”

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

“Oh! M

Sutton is here. She’s