My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 130

"A technology company in Asherton is preparing to buy them over. The management team of Fantasia Company has been discussing this. Some of them agree to it, but some are against it," Kelsey said.

It seemed that Kelsey had been keeping an eye on the situation. I nodded, "Get someone to ask about the details of that company in Asherton tomorrow. And help me make an appointment as soon as possible to meet with someone from Fantasia Company."

Hendrix had been paying attention to Fantasia Company. He most probably wanted to acquire it as well. It seemed likely that the other party was also interested in Fantasia Company's technical capabilities, which explained why they were so eager to acquire it.

After chatting for a while, Kelsey returned to her work. As for me, I turned on the computer and started searching for more information on Fantasia Company. It was a small company, but it had high market value. However, the founder was only good at technical things but not managing the company, thus, driving the company's income to be falling short of expenditure as a result.

After spending some time looking into the company's details, someone came into my office. It was Hendrix. He took off his suit, showing off his slender and tall body frame. Instead of his usual distant and dark look, he looked a little more reserved and elegant.

"What are you looking at?" he asked.

I switched off the computer and got up, saying, "Some data about Fantasia Company. Are we leaving now? Did Mr. Hammer tell you where to meet him?"

He nodded and held my hand. He then replied, "Yes, he did. Let's go. Are you hungry now?"

"No," I denied. Although I didn't have lunch, I didn't feel hungry for the past few days either.

Hendrix parked his car in the garage. Since I was still scared of the garage, he went to collect his car on his own. Meanwhile, I waited for him at the garage's exit.

The lobby was crowded with people. My legs were sore after standing for a while, so I sat by the flower bed and waited for Hendrix.

It was the rush hour. One after another, people were leaving from the office tower. It was inevitable to see some familiar faces among the crowd. I spotted Kelsey, who had already changed into a pale yellow dress, and she even touched up her makeup. Looking blissful, she got on a black Cadillac outside the lobby.

She had been wearing that blissful smile for days; perhaps it was because she was getting married soon. I was curious what man could have the ability to make her so happy, mainly because Kelsey was usually so staid.