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.

tsk, Mr. Joseph is really straightforward, but since Mr. Joseph is willing to invest, then why don’t you continue to have a look

to the assessment by YK Group, 50 million

him straight away. Peter was a bit irritated as it was

then there’s no need for us to

very slow, waiting for Joseph to compromise,

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

glass, the gloom

red wine was spilled from his shaking, red as

an

At AN Road Community.

a take-away hot pot on the table in front of her, and was

while when she was having her meal, but

were heard, Kathy

Peter sat opposite of

“Dreaming.” Kathy said angrily.

I can still have the chance to sit down

years ago since they had eaten hotpot

down her head, with the usual expressionless

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