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Chapter 191

Back at the villa where she lived with Baldrick Anderson, Baldrick was still awake and looked surprised

when she came in. “Why are you back so soon?”

Leaning against the wooden fence, Winnie smiled and said, “Sorry to disappoint you, but Schilder didn’t

show any interest in me”

Disappointed and confused, Baldrick asked, “Why not?”

“Guess I just don’t have the charm to make Schilder cheat on his wife.” She shrugged, walked towards

her room, and said, “I’m tired, gonna hit the hay.”

“You go rest, Baldrick replied.

She didn’t look back, went straight into her room, closed the door, and collapsed, sheding tears silently.

The next day, Estelle woke up in Jonathan’s arms. The sun was shining brightly on her face, looking

warm and inviting.

They’d gone a bit overboard the night before, and Estelle was feeling pretty rough, especially from the

aftereffects of the alcohol.

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Jonathan coaxed her into having breakfast, and while they were eating, someone from Baldrick’s

entourage came to invite Jonathan over, saying President Anderson had something important to

discuss.

Jonathan wasn’t in a rush to see Baldrick, so he finished breakfast with Estelle first, and had a servant

make a nourishing soup for her.

Estelle said, “Mr. Anderson probably has urgent matters to discuss with you, otherwise he wouldn’t

come to see you so early. You don’t need to worry about me.”

“Alright, just lie down in bed and have a good rest if you’re feeling unwell, I’ll be back soon. He kissed

her cheek and left after instructing the servants.

With her thighs aching and her head pounding, Estelle didn’t want to go out. Once Jonathan had left,

she went back to her room to read a book.

At Baldrick’s villa, Winnie was called away by Mrs. Macy, so the study was empty except for Baldrick.

When he saw Jonathan, Baldrick came out and asked with a smile, “Is Ms. Macclain alright?”

Jonathan smiled back. “She’s just feeling a bit unwell from drinking too much last night, nothing

serious.

“She definitely needs to rest then, Baldrick said with concern.

“Indeed.”

After some small talk, Baldrick got to the point, “I’ve received some intel that Schilder seems to have

connections with others as well. Our two families aren’t his only or final choice.”

Jonathan wasn’t surprised. “Schilder has been preparing for his domestic expansion plan for years. He

won’t easily commit to a partner.”

“But we have the upper hand, and we can’t let such an opportunity slip through,” Baldrick took a bottle

of wine from the shelf, got some wine for Jonathan, and said, “We must make Schilder sign the

agreement as soon as possible.”

Standing by the window, tall and refined, Jonathan smiled and asked, “President Anderson, what’s your

clever plan?”

Holding his wine, Baldrick raised an eyebrow and smiled, “It’s just a matter of catering to Schilder’s

preferences, making him happy and showing our sincerity! I do, have an idea, but I don’t know if you’d

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be willing to go through with it?”

Jonathan fixed his deep gaze on Baldrick and asked, “Go ahead.”

Baldrick lowered his voice, “Schilder likes local girls here. I’d be willing to give him Winnie, but

unfortunately, he wasn’t interested.”

He sighed with regret, looking at Jonathan suggestively. “I heard that he prefers young girls. As far as I

know, Ms. Macclain bears some resemblance to a younger Mrs. Macy If Mr. Lamont is willing to let Ms.

Macclain sacrifice herself for the deal, I believe Schilder would swiftly sign the agreement. Once this

deal is done, I’ll give up 2% of the profits.”

The Al they planned to create would monopolize the domestic market for decades, and 2% was the

largest amount of profit Baldrick could offer.

Jonathan stared at him, his emotions unreadable on his calm and handsome face. He looked up at

Baldrick and said softly, “Could you pass me the wine, please?”

Thinking that Jonathan had agreed, Baldrick turned to pick up the wine bottle, intending to pour it for

him.

Suddenly, Jonathan reached out and grabbed the bottle, raising it and smashing it hard onto Baldrick’s

head.