Chapter 72: A Chance Encounter with Randall

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A small smirk played at the corners of my lips as I shot Yvette a triumphant look. LIVED. THE Meered the deal to you!

Yvette smiled faintly, her tan face softening slightly. “Even with Owen, I was going to choose you anyway.”

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Negotiations concluded smoothly, with both sides agreeing on plans for the future. Tertte and Diner went off to finalize the contact – process including negotiations over pricing. That wasn’t my scene, so I stayed in the hotel’s private rooms, waiting for dinner.

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Chapter 74: Bandal in Death?

I caught the subtle shift in Randall’s tone, as if there was lingering awkwardness between him and his friend after what happened last night.

Bandall smiled politely at Deborah, trying to pull his hand away, but she held on tightly. His smile tightened slightly. “How much longer will this take? I can’t stay out too late,” Randall asked.

Deborah hesitated, her eyebrows furrowing slightly. “I just closed a major deal, so I still have things to wrap up. Handsome, why don’t you sit down for now? I’ll treat you to dinner, and after I’m done, we can go home together.”

That sounded like it might take all night. I glared at Randall. He had finally managed to free his hand, but his usually calm face held a hint of discomfort.

“Sazy,” Randall said, “but if this drags on too long, the hospital can arrange for someone else to move him. It’s not gent.”

Deborah immediately stood up. “No need to wait until tomorrow. I’m busy tomorrow too. Let’s settle this today. Once they’re done signing the contract, I’ll take you home. Have a seat.” She gestured for him to sit and handed him a bottle of cold drink with a smile.

I watched the two of them. Randall kept his polite smile, but his lips were pressed tightly together, and he clutched his tile nervously. Deborah, on the other hand, seemed completely at ease, her demeanor warm and focused on him. She had been wary before, but now that she had quieted down, an inexplicable unease settled over me.

Frowning slightly, I toyed with my phone, scrolling aimlessly. Deborah poured me another cup of coffee, her demeanor gentlemanly. “They should be back soon. Please enjoy some tea.”

I accepted the cup but didn’t drink it. She turned back to Randall, showering him with compliments about his looks and reiterating her earlier self-introduction, word for word. Randall, looking overwhelmed, sipped his drink quietly, occasionally responding with a mild comment. Deborah’s gaze remained fixed on him. Suddenly, she reached out and touched his leg, praising him enthusiastically. “Your legs are so beautiful – so slim, yet strong and powerful…”

Chapter 74: Bandal in Death?

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(I gave Handall a subtle look and said, “Let’s not get worked up over this. Let’s just sit down and talk this through.”

He let out a bitter laugh, his eyes filled with betrayal. He glared at Deborah. “Didn’t you say that you’re a renowned lead artist and the daughter of BK Group’s… The sur tui sentemente live vesi valpers your reputation. Apologize to me now, and I’ll leave. Otherwise, I’m calling the police.”

Deborah’s smirk aborted, and her face grew colder. Yet, she tried to maintain her composure as she said, “I wasn’t trying to offend you. You’re blowing this way out of proportion.”

He reached for his phone to call the police. But, Deborah snatched the phone from his hand and threw it on the ground. It shattered with a loud crack. Sverian, and from biex tone, her words were unmistakably vulgar. Then, with a flash of anger, she kicked Randall hard in the stomach. She shouted, her voice strained, “You want to add that to your list of crimes? Stop now, this will only escalate?”

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