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

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

going

“Three seconds.”

He had not been this

the seal paste, resolving to recoup this lost money from Joshua.

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over the signed and fingerprinted paper. His voice tinged with emotion. “When have

barely glanced at it before stating,

Sean groaned inwardly.

and he’s in a serious condition. Follow me,” Sean informed him.

on,” Yves responded

furrowed. What was

did not reply, instead holding up the paper and waving

gaze, Sean looked

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

at Yves. “Cynthia? Why did you bring her here?”

wasting time with unnecessary

quick look at Sean’s face, which had resumed its usual composure. She asked, “Did

Yves passed the paper to her.

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