NovelEnglish"No need," Crimson shook his head. "What we're interested in isn't the program itself, but you. We're ready to invest a billion dollars from Club 257. The only catch is, you have to be in full charge of the simulation robot program." Moss chimed in, "Miss Aisha, before we chere, Mr. Connor already told us he'd pour another billion into your program, but only if you're the lead creative." Their words were sharp and to the point, as was the signing of the contract.
Even after the contract was signed, Aisha felt like she was still in a dream.
Watching Moss, Beck, Crimson, and the others leave Gale Corporation, Clay, who had been holding back, couldn't contain himself any longer.
His voice quivered with excitement, "Aisha, when did you get to know the people from Stonnell International and Club 257?" "Right, it's a good thing you know them. Why didn't you say anything? Look, it caused such a big misunderstanding and made Gregory falsely happy." Mr. Christopher felt a rush of satisfaction and pride.
He was inwardly ecstatic.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHadn't Gregory been smug about climbing up the social ladder before? Turns out they were here for Aisha! And didn't even give him the tof day! "I'm actually not too sure myself..." Aisha genuinely didn't understand why the people from Club 257 would help her...
But no one took her words seriously, assuming she was just being modest.
They clearly saw that the people from Club 257 and Stonnell International were familiar with her, having evidently known her for stime.
Led by Gregory, the shareholders looked dejected and didn't dare speak.
Gregory's knees and hands were still aching badly. His gaze towards Aisha was venomous and bitter.
After being humiliated in front of everyone just now, all he felt was hatred and anger, no longer bothering to hide it.
"Aisha, you're impressive." He practically spat out the words, gritting his teeth.
He was convinced that Aisha had deliberately conspired with the people from Club 257 and Stonnell International to humiliate him.
Aisha didn't bother explaining. Seeing Gregory's twisted face, she even smiled.
She stepped forward.
Being a woman, she wasn't as tall as an adult man and had to look up at him.
But her aura was not the slightest bit diminished.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"My skills are still developing, not impressive. In terms of tactics, I'm not even a tenth as good as you, uncle." Watching Gregory leave in a fit of rage, Aisha felt an indescribable thrill.
Moss and Beck left Gale Corporation and headed back to Bayview Heights.
"Boss, everything's taken care of. After this commotion, Gregory won't dare make a move for a while," Moss reported, while Connor listened nonchalantly, his focus remaining on the phone he held in one hand, his lips occasionally curving into a smile as if he was chatting with someone.
Beck couldn't help asking, "Boss, are you chatting with Ms. Flora?" Or sother woman of dubious character!
Connor glanced at him, amused that Beck dared to pry into his privatēn affairs today. He nodded, "Hmm."
Beck persisted, "Boss, do you know that besides us, someone else also invested in Miss Aisha's program project at Gale Corporation today?" Connor thought for a moment, then said, "People from Club 257?" He admitted it! He actually admitted it! Beck was heartbroken! How could the boss make such a rookie mistake! "Boss, you've disappointed me."
With those words, Beck turned and walked away, disappearing in an instant. Connor, blamed for no reason, thought, "This kid's getting bold." Like RICH WOMEN? These women desperately want a mature men! JOIN NOW *Waming* these rich women will persue you.
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