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 he had

emotions. To ensure that he would not back out, Yves handed him a small box of

going to

“Three seconds.”

sighed in exasperation. He had not been this emotional

his fingerprint into the seal paste,

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you know what kind of person I am? Sean handed over the signed and fingerprinted paper. His voice tinged with emotion. “When have I ever

before

Sean groaned inwardly.

here to save is inside, and he’s in a serious condition. Follow

Yves responded

was he planning now?

holding up the paper and waving it toward the

gaze, Sean looked outside.

who could possibly command such treatment from Yves, he spotted Cynthia alighting from the driver’s

Yves. “Cynthia? Why did

ignored him, expressing a clear disdain for wasting time with

paper in his hand, then swept a quick look at Sean’s face, which had resumed its usual composure. She asked, “Did

the paper to her. “Keep it

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