In one of Nightfall's private rooms in Supreme World, Zach ended the call after learning that Madelyn had left Southern Haven Villas. He instructed Kevin to check her whereabouts.
He then returned to his seat in the room. Cecilia, who was sitting beside him, was engaging in a business conversation with the representative of the world's largest technology company. Her eyes were slender and charming as she looked at Zach, who had just returned. Cecilia was wearing high heels and a pair of thin black pantyhose. She then teased Zach with her long legs under the table.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Ms. Samford, you two can continue drinking. | need to go to the restroom.” After the person left, Cecilia, slightly intoxicated, went behind Zach. She bent down and hugged him from behind, "Although you didn't get to take wedding photos this time, we secured a contract worth thirty billion dollars. How do you plan to thank me?" "Tell me, what do you want?" Zach responded as he played with the car key.
Cecilia stood straight and tucked her hair, "You've always known what | want. | want to be your wife. | know that you still have some feelings for Madelyn, but time will prove everything. This thirty billion dollar is just the beginning.
"In the future, you'll see that | was the best option to be your wife. No one understands you better than | do. We're both businesspeople who prioritize benefits. Feelings are optional for us.
"I have time. | can wait." Cecilia was lost in her thoughts, 'Even though Zach's actions showed that he loves Madelyn, he repeatedly recommended me. In the end, he still prioritized this contract! ‘Even though | ruined his wedding photoshoot with Madelyn, how could he not be tempted by this thirty billion dollar contract...
'l know Zach too well. No matter how deep his feelings for Madelyn are, they can't be compared to the figures on the contract.’ They suddenly heard some loud noises when their room's door was opened.
"What's going on over there?" Cecilia's tone turned cold.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe waiter responded, "I apologize for disturbing you. In the opposite room, some workers from a studio are having a gathering.
I'll ask them to keep their voices low." Right at that moment, Clement and Dorian walked out of the room. Clement held a phone in his hand, "Madelyn, wait for us downstairs when you arrive. Dorian and | will come down to get you." Clement and Dorian walked out of Paradise Club two minutes after Madelyn arrived. She was relatively familiar with this place, but it was still foreign to her.
When Clement saw Madelyn walk toward them, he took the things from Madelyn's hands and asked, "You didn't have to buy anything." Madelyn responded, "It's just some small cakes. | don't know if they will like them." Dorian replied, "Aren't these from The Deli? They're lucky to be able to taste them." The three of them talked as they walked.
They took the elevator to the private room on the twentieth floor. Madelyn handed the draft to Clement and said, "I finished this a few days earlier. The client has already confirmed that this draft is fine. Let's make a model of the setting. Let the workers go home and enjoy the holiday with peace of mind, and the three of us can work overtime." Clement looked at the draft and said, "If we work through the night today, we should be able to finish it soon. Thank you for your hard work!" Madelyn responded, "The ones who are working hard are you guys. | didn't do much.” Dorian added, "Even though you weren't in the studio, your workload wasn't any less than ours. Moreover, you directly coordinated with the clientele; that saved us a lot of trouble." Madelyn smiled. Her eyes were filled with a hint of happiness, "It's indeed difficult to deal with the client. They initially requested to make the water they drank shine with colorful light. No matter how | adjusted the color, it just wasn't right." As she spoke, she saw two people approaching her from the corner of her eye.
Dorian asked, "How did you solve this issue?" Madelyn pretended to look troubled as she pondered before saying, "I blocked them." Clement was speechless.