Sylvan Cheney said nothing about the project and didn’t intend to explain much.
Erin Janus only knew a little about financial matters, but she was very cold-hearted towards Sylvan Cheney now.
"Erin, I promised you I would help reorganize your company, pay off the debts, and get through the financial crisis. I won’t break that promise," Sylvan said lightly.
"Don’t forget the business trip to Kermany tomorrow," Erin reminded him indifferently, her face void of expression. "See you in three days."
"While I’m away, I don’t want to hear any news I don’t want to hear."
"Ha." Erin sneered coldly, her gaze landing on this cold-blooded man.
This man truly has no heart. He put so much thought into a woman of uncertain origin, leaving Erin Janus in the dust.
Just three months, can soone really move the heart in such a short ti?
She really didn’t understand this man.
That woman has poor character, a bad reputation, and is morally corrupted. Who knows how many n she’s seduced openly or secretly. Even the child in her belly is of uncertain origin. How could Sylvan be so foolish?
Just then, Erin’s phone rang.
It was Stacy.
"Erin, I’m downstairs. Weren’t we going to go for a spa? Let’s go together," Stacy’s sweet voice ca through.
"Wait a mont, I’ll be right down."
"Okay, I’ll wait. You don’t need to drive, I drove here."
"Mm."
Erin hung up the phone and continued discussing company matters with Sylvan for a while. Then she grabbed her bag and gave Sylvan a cold look, "I’ve got sothing to do. You handle Evan yourself. I trust your character; I’m willing to give you so ti."
With that, Erin didn’t wait to hear Sylvan speak and left the CEO’s office, heading downstairs.
Sylvan flipped through the files at hand and gave them a careful sweep.
He didn’t care what Erin thought or did, as long as it didn’t touch the bottom line in his heart.
The coffee had gotten a bit cold.
Sylvan took a sip.
The coffee she brewed tasted great; he hadn’t expected her to brew coffee. The thod was almost as good as his, even the latte art technique was very similar.
After finishing the coffee, Sylvan sent her a ssage: The coffee tasted great, thanks.
Jasmine Yale had long returned to the office. Busy with printing materials, she paid no mind to Erin and Sylvan’s matter.
Upon hearing the text ssage, she smiled and replied: Looks like the CEO has leisure ti to taste coffee; I’m so busy I’m losing my mind.
He quickly responded: Losing your way doesn’t matter, as long as you can find .
Jasmine’s eyes shone brightly; when did he beco so good at flirting?
Yes... as long as she could find him.
She should also be glad he had found her too.
In the mysterious way of fate, the red string between them tangled again, unable to be separated, impossible to clear.
Who knows what Erin had told him, but she thought she didn’t need to know.
"Jasmine, what’s making you smile like that?" Flora Sutton ca over, "You look like you’re in love."
"Do I? I don’t think so. I’m going to deliver the materials to the supervisor." Jasmine put away her phone and coughed lightly.
"I’ll help you deliver them, it’s inconvenient for you with the pregnancy, just give them to ." Flora grabbed the files from her hand without allowing refusal.
"Thanks."
"Why be polite with ? The chocolate was delicious, rember to give another piece next ti you have so." Flora winked.
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