A similar figure in a white shirt was standing not far away. Hayden took a relief when he turned around. It’s Franklin.

He walked up to Hayden before Tomas tried to introduce him to Hayden.

“It’s been a while, my future sister-in-law.”

Hayden scowled. “What are you doing here?”

She didn’t try to conceal her loathing in her voice.

Franklin stood the golf club on the ground and used it to prop himself, inclining slightly forward. “You seem to be unhappy to see me here, my future sister-in-law. You didn’t tell her, Tomas?”

Hayden looked at Tomas in confusion.

Tomas frowned. “I thought Miss Hayden knew. Mr. Beckham set this collaboration up. Mean no offense, our company is way out of your league. We wouldn’t have agreed if it’s not for Mr. Beckham.”

Hayden paused a moment. “You set this up?”

“Surprised?”

Franklin put on a sly smile. “We are going to be family now. And it is only natural that family help each other. Take this as an apology for what I have done.”

Only a retard would believe Franklin.

“Don’t be patronizing. You act like you have done me a huge favor. But where is the contract, huh? You are not trying to play your old trick and use this contract to induce me to do something, are you?”

“I am, indeed. But you won’t lose anything.”

He held up the club with two hands and examined it. “All I want is somebody to hit a few balls with. We’ll sign the contract if you goal with less strikes.”

Frowning, Hayden looked at him with suspicion. “Really?”

you have my

“Alright.”

her. “I hope

“Of course not.”

his club,

kid. It was her grandpa’s sport. Her grandpa used to take her with him when he played golf, and she

personal record was 61 strikes while the world record 55. She was still young when she set her

hit her 61st strike and

be the end, Hayden thought to herself

came up to

wonderfully, were you

you have to know is that you’ll sign the contract

Lyon

face became pale at Franklin’s insinuation. She looked to him

Franklin stepped a step backward

so you won’t blame me for distracting

Hayden’s hands were shaking.

that Lyon knew Franklin. What did the “sorry” Lyon said on

true that they

club hit the ball. The ball

Anna sighed.”It was close.”

she finished and covered her mouth. But she saw Hayden’s pale face when she raised

happened, Miss Hayden? Why are you looking

The bet was just a joke, don’t take it too seriously. Let’s

would be a kind gesture if he hadn’t told

until now that Hayden knew

trap with Tomas. And it’s last night but not the contract that he really wanted

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