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My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 991

Well, was it really that Kevin Kyle was a stubborn man?

If he were a stubborn man who'd never listen to Karen Daly, then he would not have shown up here at this moment to meet a person who made him very dissatisfied.

The tall and strong man standing before Kevin was about thirty years old. He was young and lively. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be an excellent young man.

However, the longer Kevin looked at him, the more discontented he was. Kevin would never look at him in a different way just because the man had changed his usual style of wearing exquisitely tailored suits to casual clothes.

The man arrived earlier than Kevin, but he did not sit down. He was standing as he waited for Kevin. When he saw Kevin, he greeted him politely, "Director Kevin!"

Director Kevin?

Kevin didn't like it when the man addressed him this way, but he didn't show any dissatisfaction on his face. He only glanced at the man with his usual cold gaze and said nothing.

The man addressed him as Director Kevin, which meant that this person was not here to talk about private affairs with him, and he was here to talk business with him. Naturally, there was no need for Kevin to discuss business with anyone in person.

Whenever Kevin did not speak, someone would speak for him. Nick Black, who came with Kevin, quickly stood up and spoke, "Mr. Collins, Helix Inc has cooperated with Rovio for quite some time already. If you're here to talk business today, please come with me. I'll get my colleague who is familiar with Helix Inc to assist you."

Nick had been by Kevin's side for decades, and the longer he worked with him, the smarter he got. What Nick said sounded courteous, but in fact, he was indirectly telling Mr. Collins that their Director would not attend to such trivial matters personally.

How could Mr. Collins not know what Nick meant implicitly? Yet, he was not annoyed as he said, "I'm not here to talk business, I'm here to talk about personal matters with Director Kevin."

Nick glanced at his master and saw that Kevin had no intention of replying to Mr. Collins. Nick then said, "Mr. Collins, Director Kevin is a very busy person, he might even be busier than the President of your nation, so he may not have time to talk about personal matters with a stranger."

"Uncle Kyle, since you're already here, why won't you talk to me? I've done the things you asked me to do within a year's time, just as promised." Although he didn't want to address Kevin as "Uncle Kyle", he needed to bring the woman he loved home. So, he was desperate and had to do whatever it took!

"Mr. Collins, do you think Director Kevin..." Nick spoke confidently, but Kevin suddenly interrupted him. "Nick."

"Director Kevin, I'll excuse myself then." Nick had been by Kevin's side for decades. He could read Kevin's every expression and cue, and he would know what to do.

As soon as Nick left, Kevin looked at Mr. Collins coldly, saying, "I'll give you five minutes."

Kevin gave this man five minutes to impress him. If he could persuade Kevin during these five minutes, then Kevin could spare more time for him.

If the man couldn't impress Kevin within the five minutes, Kevin would not spend another minute on him. Hence, these five minutes were paramount!

"Uncle Kyle, my name is Lionel Collins. Today, I've come to you to ask for your consent to be with your daughter." Lionel Collins immediately expressed his true intentions without beating around the bush.

After all, he only had five minutes, and he needed to seize the opportunity. Kevin's impression of Lionel within these five minutes would be a deciding factor if Karen Joy and Lionel could become an official couple.

Lionel only said a few words, and then he just stopped speaking. He was waiting for Kevin to speak, and sure enough, Kevin responded, "Lionel Collins? Your name is Lionel Collins?"

"Yes, my name is Lionel Collins." Lionel nodded respectfully, as he should when speaking to an elder.

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