NovelEnglishChapter 832 Garland scratched his head. "I'm broke, you know. I'll need a million a month just to scrape by." "Not a problem." "I need funds." "I'll invest." "I don't have a place to stay." "We provide housing and meals." "Deal." "Pleasure doing business with you." Debra shook his hand firmly, and Ben watched with astonishment.
Garland was soaking them, but Debra agreed without even negotiating. That was not the right way to do business.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDebra said, "Draft up the contract. I want it signed immediately." "But..." Ben hesitated, hoping she would reconsider the matter.
Debra shot him a look, and he quickly replied, "Right, I'll get on it." As she cout of the office, the employees hurried back to their seats. It was like a melo happening in real life.
Outside, Ben finally dared to voice his concern. "Madam, why are you throwing so much money at this guy?" Garland was not a household naround here. His agency might have gained sattention, but it was worth millions at most. Yet Debra offered ten times that price. Debra smiled knowingly. "Because he's much more than that." "Why is that?" "Because his last nis Eaton." It wasn't until she walked into the office earlier that she remembered who Garland was. The co buthadn't been obvious at first, but Cathryn's outburst at the engagement party had jogged her memory.
No one could expect an Eaton to be there in Seamar City, running a small newspaper.
The Eaton family wasn't just rich. It had been booming since the last century. Their influence stretched across oceans. Their descendants were all business titans and world-shakers.
Just because of her family's influence, Liza dared to cause a scene at the party.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhile she hadn't intended to pay 50 million dollars just to hire him, gaining Garland as a connection was worth every penny.
Just then, a group of bodyguards in black suits strode into the news agency's lobby, their presence sending employees scattering in every direction. The head of the group approached the receptionist. "Where's your boss?" She pointed toward Garland's office, wondering why everyone was so enthusiastic about meeting their boss.
With so much gossip in the news recently, it was no surprise he was being targeted. She believed it was because Garland had exposed too many secrets.
The group reached the office, and as they entered, the secretary spoke. "Mr. Eaton you need to prepare for tonight's banquet."
Garland yawned and took off his oversized, tacky glasses, revealing sharp eyes that glittered with cold amusement. "We have a bit of a situation." "What kind?" "I just got bought. You want to talk about the banquet? Take it up with my boss." The room fell silent.
Garland called out casually, "Security. Escort these gentlemen out."
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