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.

why don’t you continue to have a look at this proposal? As far as

and didn’t pick it up, his voice was extremely cold, “According to the assessment by YK Group, 50 million is more than enough. So are you

away. Peter was a bit irritated as it was obvious that he was the one

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

walked very slow, waiting for Joseph to compromise, but

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

wine glass, the gloom from the bottom of

was spilled from his

keep an eye

At AN Road Community.

pot on the table in

she was

short while later, footsteps were heard, Kathy looked up, and it was

me?” Peter sat

“Dreaming.” Kathy said angrily.

I can still have the chance to sit down and eat hotpot with you.” Peter

years ago since

lowered down her head,

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