One Night Surprise

One Night Surprise Chapter 320

Chapter 320 There Are Plenty of Scapegoats

Not far away from them stood a familiar figure in a white golf shirt. However, the moment that person turned to face them, Courtney heaved a sigh of relief—it was James.

Before Adam could introduce them to each other, James walked up to them and looked at Courtney. “Long time no see, wife-to-be of my cousin.”

Courtney frowned. “Why are you here?” she asked with unconcealed disgust in her tone.

With one end of the golf club placed on the ground, James propped himself on it and leaned into her. “Courtney, you seem unhappy to see me. Adam, didn’t you tell her about it?”

Upon hearing that, Courtney turned to Adam in puzzlement.

“I thought that you knew, President Hunter. President Duncan is the main reason we are collaborating with Citron Apparel this time. To be completely frank, this would not happen if it wasn’t for President Duncan, since Citron Apparel is nowhere near the level of companies that we usually collaborate with.”

Courtney was stunned. “You pulled this off?”

“Is that surprising?” James adjusted his glasses, a shadow of a smile playing by his lips as he gazed at Courtney. “Since we will soon become family, it’s only natural that I give you a hand. You can take this as a token of apology for the previous incident, Courtney.”

As if I’d believe what he says! She didn’t buy his seemingly truthful words at all. Upon thinking that they hadn’t signed the contract, she sneered. “You put it in such a nice way, as if I’d owe you a huge debt of gratitude. Now that the contract has yet to be signed, you won’t pull the same trick by using the contract to ask me to do something for you, will you?”

“Well, I do have one condition, but I believe it won’t make you suffer any loss.”

He picked up the golf club and appraised it. “However, the weather today is nice and I wish to find someone to play golf with. The condition is simple—if you make fewer shots than me, the contract will be signed immediately.”

suspicion with

course, I’m a man of my

long as I take fewer strokes than you. I don’t wish to see you finding

James wiped the golf club in his hand

she was little because her grandfather loved the sport. When she was little and her grandfather had been healthy, he used

strokes, while the best record in the Guinness World Records was 55 strokes. Back when she

sky became dim and the outdoor temperature gradually became cooler. Currently, Courtney had taken 61 strokes and she was left with the last hole, while James’

distance of the ball from the hole was not far, she estimated that she could end the match with 62 strokes

James approached her. “Courtney, you are certainly well-versed in

have to remember is that if I manage to get the ball in the hole with

then continued in a low voice, “You seem energetic today; looks like Leon didn’t treat

instantly paled and

safe distance from her. “Carry on, Courtney; I won’t interfere with your playing. I’m afraid that

holding

Leon was actually related to James. What did Leon mean when

and the white golf

sigh as she stood off at one side. “It was so

realized that she had said something she shouldn’t have, so she quickly covered her mouth.

just a joke and we can always revisit the contract. Why don’t we head over to the club to take a rest?” He sounded

lure her here using the excuse of signing the contract,

lounge within the

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