Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 410 Work for Me

"This has to do with the Alphascape Group." Yelena gritted her teeth.

Elspeth was instantly alert when Alphascape was brought up. She could not stop silently cursing when

she was reminded of how she had been targeted. The Little Family seems to have caused havoc this

time. They only targeted the marginally weaker Sullivan Family since they can't benefit from mine.

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

"The Littles insisted on paying a premium to take over a project we were working on with a foreign

company. We, of course, disagreed! As a result, they bribed a project manager and claimed that our

batch of goods is defective. So, the corporation wants to terminate our contract and sue us. We're

gonna have to compensate a lot of money…" Yelena began to cry.

"How much?" Elspeth inquired concernedly. It's not a problem if money can solve it.

"Four-hundred million." Yelena sobbed.

That's an astronomical amount of money!

"Calm down. What's the name of the foreign company?"

"It's StoneY Group," Yelena said after regaining her composure.

StoneY Group is a well-known firm, ranking among the top ten largest in the country.

Elspeth took a brief pause before asking, "You mentioned they're going to sue your company. Have you

consulted with a lawyer?"

"My dad and his employees are looking for one, but he often comes home with deep sighs. I suppose

the search is futile," Yelena explained, shaking her head helplessly.

"I have a good suggestion." Elspeth immediately thought of someone.

"What is it?" asked Yelena.

"Why don't you get Hank?"

Yelena recoiled in disgust upon hearing his name. "No way! Why should I?"

At that point, Elspeth widened her eyes with curiosity, gasping. "What's with the fright?"

"He's been trying to ask me out ever since he gave me a ride home. I didn't want to meet him because

I don't know him well. Anyway, he claimed to have a video of a drunken me calling him 'honey', so I've

been avoiding him lately," Yelena explained, softening her tone.

Drunk? Hank? Honey?

Elspeth brought her hand onto her face in dismay. Yup. That's something drunk Yelena will do.

"He's the only one who can help you. It should be more reliable to seek the counsel of a qualified

lawyer rather than myself." Elspeth persuaded, her brows furrowed.

"Is there no other option?" Yelena sighed. Do I have to look for Hank? I'm not sure what his motives

are!

She was undeniably in a dilemma as she lowered her head, lost in her thoughts.

"Thus far, none of Hank's colleagues can compete with his abilities." Elspeth was aware that Yelena

was not in the mood to discuss him, so instead of aggravating her, she decided to aid her in settling

some concerns. "If you're reluctant, I can get you another lawyer. It'll only take some time."

Elspeth, the social butterfly, had lots of connections.

"There's no need for that." Yelena pulled out her phone as she made her decision. I'm already a grown-

up, but I haven't done anything for my family. I should, at the very least, assist them in fixing this issue.

Instantly, Elspeth stopped her and advised, "Yelena, if you're reluctant about contacting him, I can help

you."

"No, I need to do it." Yelena turned around and dialed his phone number. It was also then that she

realized she had not saved his number after knowing him for so long.

The call connected, and Hank sounded like he had just gotten out of bed, judging from his scratchy

voice. "I had a long night and just woke up. What's up?"

She paused and fumbled before finally answering, "Oh, nothing. I'm just wondering if you're available."

"I'm always available for you. What time should we meet?" He reciprocated with a smile.

"Then, allow me to explain now, so you don't have to waste your time and make a pointless trip." She

clarified, fearful he would refuse her request.

"Quit babbling. I know everything." Hank grinned as he stretched his body.

"Huh? What do you know?" Yelena seemed perplexed.

"Aren't you calling me because of your company?" he asked.

How far has the humiliation reached?

"Well, since you already know, I won't beat around the bush. I wanna request your assistance. Will you

be keen to help me if you have time?" she queried dejectedly. To be honest, based on his demeanor,

I'm not sure if he wants to assist me.

"Of course, but only on one condition."

Here we go again. There will, of course, be conditions.

"What is it? I can promise you as long as you don't go overboard," she stated firmly while clenching her

teeth.

"That's dramatic. I won't compel you to do anything." He could not stop laughing while comforting her.

His voice was as magnificent as a cello in an opera theatre, which soothed her anxious heart. She took

a deep breath and asked, "What should I do for you?"

He stroked his finger and stated indifferently, "Nothing much. My firm is short of manpower. Can you

come to my office every day to help me with some tasks? I understand you have a job, so you're not

required to come on days when you're unavailable."

That sounds relatively easy. He isn't making things tough for me on purpose.

She considered it seriously, then nodded. "Okay. I promise you."

"Alright. Let's meet in a while to talk about your case." At that moment, Hank was getting ready to wash

up, based on the shuffling noises over the phone.

In other words, Yelena had found a savior! Her eyes lit up as she responded, "Sure, see you later!"

After hanging up the phone, she spun around to grab Elspeth's hand and exclaimed happily, "Elspeth,

I'm going to meet him!"

She's such a fool for being oblivious to Hank's malice, thinking he's on her side.

"You should be vigilant," Elspeth warned, lightly flicking Yelena's forehead.

She was flabbergasted. "What's the matter? Why do you say so?"

"Are you genuinely blind to what he has in mind for you?"

"No, but I get the impression he's simply doing it on the spur of the moment and might lose interest in

me after a while." Yelena's cheeks were the color of tomatoes.

"Alright, then go get dressed."

Yelena nodded and cheerfully went upstairs to change her clothing. However, Elspeth stared at her

back, buried in contemplation. It's time I look into Hank Damazio.