FreeGoodNovelChapter 0062 Chapter 0062 "Yes, yes, I'll definitely watch where I'm going the next time." "Whew, that was closel" Desmond thought.
Dylan's eyes were filled with obvious disdain. “Looks like you need to eat something to boost that brain of yours." "Wait, what?" Desmond froze, confused. "Not this-then what?" Had he overstepped somewhere else? He replayed their conversation in his head, finding nothing out of line. Or was he just not thinking hard enough? Just as Desmond's mind began waging an internal war, Dylan cut in with two low, deliberate words, "Your approach." Desmond's mind finally snapped into focus, realizing Dylan was directing him to approach Suzy.
So, he actually had permission to talk to her on Dylan's behalf.
"Most of the time, I'm fine with you keeping quiet,” Desmond thought, "but sometimes, sir, you really need to use a few more words!" And here Dylan was, saying he needed a brain boost. Working for him was exhausting enough to drain every brain cell- he probably did need a bit of a recharge.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, whether that was covered on expenses remained to be seen.
Anyway, back to the real issue: how exactly was he supposed to convince Suzy to even. agree to a conversation? Lately, her attitude hadn't been exactly welcoming, and she might not even want to see him, let alone talk.
Desmond suddenly regretted his own eagerness to meddle.
After all, getting involved in a couple's issues wasn't his place. But once words were spoken, there was no putting them back in the bottle. And with Dylan, there'd be no room for second thoughts.
Unexpectedly, though, he found himself thrown straight into the deep end, with no tto backpedal even if he wanted to.
"I'll be waiting for you downstairs." Watching Dylan walk off, Desmond stood there, dumbfounded, for a good while before he finally snapped out of it.
"All this time, I've never seen you move this fast!" Desmond mused.
Glancing back at the tightly shut doors of the executive office, he smacked himself lightly Chapter 0062 on the mouth. "This troublesmouth of mine, always digginginto deeper holes!" With a resigned sigh, he steeled himself. What choice did he have but to push through? When the knock finally came, Suzy was deep in discussion with Claude about Harlow Corporation's future direction. Claude hadn't mentioned Dylan's offer of billions to "buy" her back, so she pretended not to know.
Yet, she'd heard every word, Four billion dollars...
She hadn't realized she held such a high price tag in Dylan's eyes.
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As he'd once said, whether Anne had wronged her or not, Suzy had still forced the marriage by leveraging his grandmother proof of her "bad intentions." So why would he fortune to get her back? Was he flaunting his wealth in front of Claude, or did he just want to drag her back to make her life miserable? Knock knock knock...
The sound pulled Suzy from her thoughts.
Assuming it was a Harlow employee, she immediately rose from the sofa across from Claude slipping Claude-slipping pa i effortlessly into the role of devoted caretaker and standing attentively behind him. "How about it?" she murmured with a smirk. "Pretty convincing performance, don't you think?" Claude chuckled, giving her a thumbs-up. "Oscar-worthy." She raised a brow. "Thought so." After exchanging a few lighthearted remarks, Claude called out, "Cin!"—
The door opened to reveal Desmond, prompting Suzy to frown instinctively, especially when he addressed her directly. "Miss Frost, could you step outside for a moment?" Without hesitation, she retorted, "Just say it-what does Mr. Wright want now?" "Miss Frost, it's a misunderstanding. This has nothing to do with Mr. Wright. I'm the one who needs a word with you." Chapter mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1
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