Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 7

"What are you on about?"

Ian's tone was icy cold as he leaned back, "From now on, stop sticking your nose in my business and introducing me to these women."

His buddies were all her clients, wasn't he sick of it?

Sure, some people in the circle had peculiar tastes, but he had been abstaining from such affairs for years, holding no interest in them whatsoever.

Over the years, Ryan seemed to have picked up all sorts of weird habits. It was about time for him to rein it in.

"Cousin, are you really not going to come and meet her? I searched a long time before I thought she might be right for you."

If Ian truly wasn't interested, Ryan still had a few vacant properties that needed designing, "If you don't want her, I'll keep her on my side, I quite fancy her."

For some reason, Ian straightened up.

"I'll arrange for you to intern at the Raymond Group, better than hanging around with these no-good folks all day. Your mom already mentioned this to me. Just show up for work tomorrow morning."

Ryan was taken aback, and before he could retort, Ian had already hung up. He looked at Maja with frustration, and she could probably guess that she had been rejected.

She consoled him, "Mr. Elston, no need to fret. Maybe Mr. Raymond has another preferred plan. After all, the villa is for his favorite person, it's only right to be cautious."

Ryan sighed, "That's impossible, he's still looking."

Maja kept her composure, "Business also requires the right timing and connections. Perhaps I just don't have that with Mr. Raymond."

"In that case, I'll ask him in person later. If he really doesn't need you, could you design those properties for me? I really like your style."

Maja smiled and extended her hand, "Alright, thanks for your appreciation."

Ryan answered another call, then apologized with a smile, "Sorry, I have to head back tonight. Leave me your number, and I'll get in touch another day."

Without hesitation, Maja handed over her number. After Ryan saved it, he rose and left the private room.

In a blink of an eye, only Maja and Maxwell were left. This was Maxwell's second round of drinks for the night, he was slightly drunk and dropped his guard.

"Let me call you a driver."

Maja knew he had pushed himself to this point just to negotiate this deal for her; it was only right to show her appreciation. Besides, she loved working at Maxwell's studio.

"That's kind of you, Maja."