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

signature found its place on the document amidst an array of grievances and emotions. To ensure that he would not back out, Yves handed him a small

not going to

“Three seconds.”

He had not

his fingerprint into the seal paste, resolving to recoup this lost money from

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I am? Sean handed over the signed and fingerprinted paper. His voice tinged with emotion.

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

Sean groaned inwardly.

here to save is inside, and he’s in a serious condition. Follow me,” Sean informed him.

Yves responded

was he planning

instead holding up the paper and waving

gaze, Sean looked outside.

possibly command such treatment from Yves, he spotted Cynthia alighting from the driver’s seat. Her demeanor was not much different

at Yves. “Cynthia? Why did you bring her

wasting time with

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

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

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