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 would make this guy cough up

To ensure that he would not back out,

going

“Three seconds.”

not been

the seal paste, resolving to recoup this

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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.

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

Sean groaned inwardly.

to save is inside, and he’s in

on,” Yves responded nonchalantly.

What was he planning

did not reply, instead holding up the paper and waving it toward the outside.

his gaze, Sean looked

Yves, he spotted Cynthia alighting

Yves. “Cynthia? Why

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

did.” Yves passed the paper to her.

Chapter 519