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.

continue to have a look at this proposal?

the assessment by YK Group, 50 million is more

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

then there’s no need for us to

very slow, waiting for Joseph to compromise, but he

ear, “Mr. Joseph, we have just confirmed that the

wine glass, the gloom from the bottom of

from his shaking, red as fresh

Peter, keep an eye on

At AN Road Community.

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

a while when she was having

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

me?” Peter sat

“Dreaming.” Kathy said angrily.

dream, I have never thought that I can still have the chance to sit down and eat hotpot

since they had eaten

lowered down her head,

taste preferences and eating habit, and the meals