My Sweetheart

At Hotel W.

The assistant knocked the door, “Mr. Champs, we have received an investment fund.”

He handed Peter the agreement which had Johnson’s signature on it.

Didn’t he reject it at first?

“What’s the company background?” Peter frowned.

“The legal representative is Johnson, but I found out that the one who currently owns the largest share is Joseph.”

Peter laughed out when he heard his words, “He just don’t know how to be honest to himself. He still have to compromise in the end since he can’t bear to see Kathy being kidnapped by me.”

“Contact Joseph and tell him I want to see him.”

In the afternoon, at the hotel restaurant.

Joseph’s car was parked in front of the entrance of the hotel. A man wearing a white shirt and black trousers came in elegantly. Peter narrowed his eyes and smirked.

“Mr. Joseph finally shows up.”

“Since Mr. Champs has received the fund now, please let go of my wife.” Joseph sat down, his eyes were sharp and cold.

Joseph is willing to invest, then why don’t you continue to have a

cold, “According to the assessment by YK Group, 50 million is more than enough. So are you trying to

that Joseph would retort him straight away. Peter was a bit irritated as it was obvious that he was the one threatening

term, then there’s no need for us to continue this conversation!” Peter stood up and was about

slow, waiting for Joseph

down and whispered at Joseph’s ear, “Mr. Joseph, we have just confirmed that

wine glass, the gloom from the

was spilled from his shaking,

Peter, keep an eye

At AN Road Community.

table in

while when she was having her meal, but only to a limited

later, footsteps were heard, Kathy looked up,

for me?” Peter sat opposite of

“Dreaming.” Kathy said angrily.

that it was a dream, I have never thought that I can still have the chance to sit down and eat hotpot with you.”

three years ago since they had

down her head, with

remembered her taste preferences and eating habit, and the meals he arranged for