Beyond the Divorce

Jake spoke again, "After signing the agreement with us, the contract for Bourdamun's new district will be handed over to you for construction, Ms. Chloe." My heart skipped a beat. He finally said it. I pretended to hesitate and said, "So, you mean I'll be signing the contract with Mr. Martin for this project?" Jake burst into laughter. "Martin, see? Ms. Chloe is a smart person."

Martin chuckled, too. "I can assure you, Ms. Chloe, that there won't be any obstacles for you in Bourdamun. This collaboration can go smoothly."

"So, if I don't sign this contract with Mr. Martin, I'll be stuck?" I smiled comfortably. "Mr. Martin, are you trying to scare me?"

Jake grinned meaningfully. "Absolutely not!"

I glared at him, silently cursing. He boldly treated this project as if it were theirs and treated me like a puppet.

This time, I looked at Martin. "Does this mean I'm taking over a second-hand contract?"

"You can't put it that way. This is your guarantee in Bourdamun, and..." Martin paused, his face looking like he needed to get something off his chest quickly. "Ms. Chloe, you need to understand that if you want to take on this project, this is the only way."

"What about my discussion with Mr. Noah..." I stopped there, waiting for his explanation.

"No matter who you talk to, the result will be the same," Martin stated firmly, leaving no room for doubt.

I silently cursed. He was so arrogant. This was like him outright telling me he was the ruler of Bourdamun.

"Oh..." I pondered the word for a moment, then looked up at him. "So, how do I ensure my interest in this?"

this

said calmly, "I want to work closely with you, Ms. Chloe, in the coming days. Profit is not

Chloe, you don't understand Bourdamun. This

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dissatisfied woman entered. She appeared to be in her twenties. She exuded confidence, and Jeremiah trailed behind her. His eyes darted over to Martin

approached, "I'd like to

her without averting my eyes. This

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indeed Kimberly

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it was clear

hostility. The studs on her pants sparkled so brightly that it hurt to look at them. I had to admit

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