Chapter 121
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Juliette opened the exhaust fan, then walked to the window and pulled back the curtains to open it for
ventilation.
“Jaime, are you planning to continue being so despondent? What about the Herman Group? The investment from
the Shaw Group didn’t cthrough, and these past few days Eason has been running around, yet not a single
company is willing to invest in the Herman Group. After sinquiries, we found out that it’s the pressure from
Mariela’s fiancée?
Juliette looked at Jaand said, “Do you know who Mariela’s fiancée is? He is Lennon, the CEO of the Stark
Group, the prince of New York! Their family background is even stronger than the Shaw family. Mr. Stark holds a
position in Washington, and when Lennon speaks, no New York company dares to invest in the Herman Group.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJawas like a puppet with no soul, his face expressionless and numb. He did not respond to Juliette’s words.
Juliette said a lot, but when she saw that he didn’t say a word, she got angry, stomped her foot, and turned
away.
The room returned to silence.
Jadragged his already numb body inside, feeling indifferent.
Having stayed in the darkness for too long, he couldn't adapt to the glaring sunlight for a moment. He felt dizzy
and his tall figure swayed, almost losing his balance.
He stood by the window, staring blankly outside.
The sun was shining brightly.
After a while, he picked up his phone.
Dozens of missed calls, 99+ Whatmessages, and he didn’t reply to a single one.
Just at that moment, Mario's phone rang again.
Jathought of something and answered the call.
“Jay, where have you been recently? | can’t find you anywhere,” Masaid on the phone, sounding puzzled.“Did
you see the messages | sent you?”
Jaspoke with a hoarse voice, “Are you still in France now?”
Madidn’t expect him to ask like this, he hesitated for a moment, and then replied, “Yes, | am here. What's up?
I'm not going back to my country until tomorrow.”
“Helpbuy something.”
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“Alright, go ahead and send it to me,” Mapaused and asked again, “What's wrong with your voice? How did it
bechoarse like this?” There was a moment of silence.
Jaspoke softly, “She was getting engaged.”
“Ah?” Mawas puzzled, “Who? Who is getting engaged?”
Jalooked at the sunlight streaming in, his eyes downcast and his voice very low, “Mariela.”
Maraised his voice in surprise, “What? Mariela? She's getting engaged? With whom?”
“It doesn’t matter who she’s with,” Jaime’s voice carried a paranoid madness, “I wouldn't let her get engaged to
that man, she can only be mine! will win her back!”
“Um...” Mawas momentarily speechless, startled by Jaime’s words.