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Chapter 141 I Will Get Iddy to Marry Me
I had not even started to ask when Zoe blurted out, “Yvette, guess what I heard? There
are a bunch of new projects kicking off in Lake City, Down in Southern City, the city hall’s
marked off a chunk of land for themselves, planning to move there. Come next spring,
they’ll break ground, and right now, they’re gearing up to call for bids.”
New projects?
I took a beat, eyeing her curiously. “Where’d you hear that?” Lake City was not exactly
sprawling, and Scott Corporation had been a fixture for decades. Despite recent hiccups,
we were usually clued in on the local buzz. If there were fresh projects brewing, we
should’ve caught wind of it way earlier, yet, here I was, just as in the dark as Maxwell. It
threw me for a loop.
“My uncle told me,” Zoe piped up. “He’s got a gig at city hall. I was over for dinner last
night, and he started chatting about the project funds. It got me thinking about when
Maxy said he wanted to hook Scott Corporation up with some projects, so I made a point
to meet up and fill you in.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe finished her spiel and glanced over at Maxwell, her face all lit up with a crush that she
could not quite hide.
Maxwell, looking a bit overwhelmed by her googly eyes, quickly shifted his gaze to me and
said, “If she’s got this opportunity, we should definitely throw our hat in the ring for these
projects.”
I nodded, turning back to Zoe. “Did you catch when the bids are going out?”
Zoe shook her head. “Nope, did not ask.”
“That’s no sweat,” Maxwell chimed in. “It’s a public tender by the city hall, so they’ll
announce it. We just need to get our ducks in a row, and sniffing out the when and where
should be a breeze.”
I frowned slightly, feeling a tad uncertain.
Maxwell noticed my silence and asked, “What’s bothering you?”
I paused, then said, “I’m just thinking that this might be more complicated than we
thought. Projects starting after the New Year should be put out for bids at least six months
in advance. But we’re only hearing whispers about it from Zoe now, which makes me think
someone’s already got their hooks in them. By the time they announce the official bids,
it’ll probably just be for show. If we throw our hat in the ring, we might just end up as
sacrificial lambs.
Maxwell’s brow creased. “I hadn’t considered that.
I sighed. It was the worst–kept secret around: everyone was after the golden goose, but
there were only so many eggs to go around. Getting your hands on one? That was all
about who you knew.
The whole ‘open bidding spiel was just a smokescreen to make the process look legitimate
to those
on the outside.
After a brief silence, I turned to Zoe “Hey Zoe, could you do us a solid and dig up the
details on when
the bidding starts. Find out who’s running the show for this project.”
“Yeah, I’ll check with my uncle,” she replied.
Once we wrapped up our talk, Zoe and Maxwell got busy with the menu, and I headed to
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthe restroom.
Coming back from the restroom, I had a stroke of luck or maybe not. I spotted a couple of
familiar faces in one of the private rooms at the end of the corridor: Madam Young and
Moore. Running into either of them separately would not have fazed me, but finding them
together, seemingly hashing out
some deal? That was a surprise.
What exactly Moore and Madam Young were hashing out, I could not tell, but things
definitely went south when Madam Young, in a fit of rage, chucked her teacup straight at
Moore, yelling, “Moore, you’ve got some nervel”
Moore just sat there, cool as a cucumber, and did not even flinch when the teacup came
flying. She took the hit right on the forehead, and in no time, a red bump bloomed on her
pale skin.
With no one else around, Moore shot Madam Young a defiant smirk and taunted, “Why
would not I dare? You’ve seen the divorce papers Yvette handed Iddy, right? Once Iddy
signs off, I’m going to make sure he marries me So what if you’re against it now? Let’s
face it, you’re not getting any younger, and you’ll be six feet under soon enough. Even if
Iddy plays the good son and listens to you, you can’t call the shots forever. Just so you
know, the second you’re gone, who Iddy chooses is none of your business.
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