"What am I happy about? You’re so tired... Hey, Benjamin, can you join in on that business deal between Ophelia and Jas Reed?" Erie’s mind suddenly sparked with an idea, and she asked.
"With such a big business, why would they think of bringing in?" Benjamin laughed lightly and shook his head. "Besides, if I join, they would earn less. These kinds of things..."
"What’s wrong with these kinds of things?" Erie said angrily. "If it weren’t for Ophelia, you wouldn’t have been blackmailed by that rogue Stephen Wilson!"
"But..."
"No buts, I’m taking care of this. I’ll talk to Ophelia. Anyway, for this collaboration with Peace Group, they have to include you!" Erie stated emphatically, leaving no room for Benjamin to argue.
"That’s not really appropriate, is it?" Benjamin tried to persuade Erie again, but when Erie made up her mind, who could change it?
Benjamin had to reluctantly agree, and only then did Erie smile.
Seeing Erie in such a good mood, Benjamin also laughed. He really had married a "wise wife."
The mont the news broke online yesterday, he knew Stephen Wilson would try to blackmail him again, intentionally dragging Stephen to this point, and the angry Erie ca to the company to find him as expected.
In this way, Erie would understand how much he had done to help Ophelia.
What do the money given to Stephen Wilson amount to?
As long as he could connect with Jas Reed and collaborate with Peace Group, the benefits he’d gain would be far more than this small amount of money.
It wasn’t in vain that he had soone lead Stephen Wilson into drug addiction, and Grace Wilson’s issue had been pushed even further, resulting in sothing much better than he had anticipated.
Indeed, the heavens were helping him, letting him make money!
Having achieved his goal, Benjamin beca even more gentle and considerate towards Erie. Sensing Benjamin’s deep love for her, Erie was even more eager to talk to Ophelia about including Benjamin in their collaboration.
Everyone has their own motives, and Charles Seymour, who had been anxiously preparing for days, was feeling uneasy at this mont.
The private room was already set up, quite romantically.
Of course, for him, he didn’t have this sense of aesthetics; he had hired professionals to set it up, supposedly creating a very suitable atmosphere for a proposal.
Outside the window was the beautiful neon nightscape of the Imperial City, and inside, the lighting was even more romantic.
Charles Seymour’s heart was pounding nervously, as if it could jump out of his chest any mont.
He pressed down on his chest with his hand, clearly feeling the rapid heartbeat in his palm.
Taking out a tissue, Charles Seymour wiped the sweat from his palm with force.
The agreed ti with Sophie hadn’t yet arrived, so Charles Seymour walked into the restroom of the private room and looked in the mirror to see if his appearance was untidy.
For this proposal, he had specially styled his hair and matched his outfit.
Charles Seymour checked himself in front of the mirror, ensuring his hairstyle was fine and his clothes had no wrinkles, then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
In the mirror, he tried hard to curve his lips, adjusting which expression would be best to face Sophie.
As he was practicing more than a dozen different smiles in front of the restroom mirror, the door of the private room made a soft clicking sound as soone turned the handle open.
The small sound was like a thunderclap exploding in Charles Seymour’s mind, making his body instantly go rigid; Sophie had arrived!
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