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

day, he vowed, he would make this guy cough up everything

found its place on the document amidst an array of grievances and emotions. To ensure that he

going to

“Three seconds.”

sighed in exasperation. He had not been

seal paste, resolving to recoup this

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handed over the signed and fingerprinted paper.

barely glanced at it before stating, “I don’t trust

Sean groaned inwardly.

is inside, and he’s

on,” Yves

What was

holding up the paper

Sean

possibly command such treatment from Yves, he spotted Cynthia alighting from the driver’s seat. Her demeanor was

“Cynthia? Why did you bring

for wasting time with unnecessary words and went out to

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

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

Chapter 519