Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money

Chapter 519

When Yves spoke to him, his tone was cold. “You can refuse. Nobody’s forcing you

Sean felt a surge of frustration in his heart,

He was sorely tempted to fling the paper and pen in Yves‘ face and assertively declare, I refuse. However, he understood the consequences of such rash actions; if Joshua were to suffer any harm, all the effort he had put into his transaction would be

vain

It was not an option

“Could you possibly reduce the amount?” He began to negotiate with him, his tone unusually civil. “One billion in other currencies?”

With a swift motion, Yves snatched the paper from his hand.

He sauntered away lazily, evidently uninterested in continuing the conversation.

“I’ll sign!” Sean found himself comered.

“Ten seconds left. It’s void if you ran overtime.” Yves handed back the paper, still half–asleep.

Sean seethed internally

he vowed, he would make this guy cough up everything he had swallowed.

and emotions. To ensure that he would not back out, Yves handed him a

going to renege.”

“Three seconds.”

He had not been this emotional in a

his fingerprint into the seal paste, resolving to

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what kind of person I am? Sean handed over the signed and fingerprinted paper. His voice

it before stating, “I don’t

Sean groaned inwardly.

here to save is inside, and he’s in a

Yves

brows furrowed. What was he planning now?

reply, instead holding up the paper and waving

Sean

as he was wondering who could possibly command such treatment from Yves, he spotted Cynthia alighting from the driver’s seat.

at Yves. “Cynthia? Why did you bring her

expressing a clear disdain for wasting time with unnecessary words

paper in his hand, then swept a quick look at Sean’s face, which

did.” Yves passed the paper to her. “Keep it safe.”

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