Zoel, who was a small- time intern, was not qualified to make his own decisions regarding two hundred thousand dollars. Needless to say, this must have come from Serene.
Before we'd gone to court, Serene had been confident. Seeing that Milleon had no connections in the city, she knew that she was likely to lose the case, but she still wanted to take advantage of the situation and force him to suffer in silence. Right then, as the game ended, she wanted to settle the matter in private and protect the company's reputation. It was an astute plan.
Unfortunately, as Zoel had expected, both Milleon and I were not interested in money.
Lowering my head, I chuckled and deliberately changed the topic, "I didn't expect that we would end up as colleagues, what more being of the same age. Now, you're my opponent in my very first court case. This is probably fate. What do you think?"
Zoel's face changed drastically, and he didn't give up on trying to persuade me once more, "Miss Reid, let's talk about our personal affairs later. I don't know if the conditions I have just put forward are acceptable for you or not. What can I say so as to facilitate the future relationship of the two parties more smoothly? "
Zoel was unreasonable as always.
Pursing my lips, I got up and walked past him. I heading out the door as I said, "To seek peace, you should have the attitude of some actually asking for peace. Tell the person giving you these orders to meet us in person, or you'll be dismissed from negotiations."
Fabian and Milleon were worried that something might happen to me, so they were guarding the corridor. When they saw me leave the room, they immediately walked up to me.
"Miss Reid, did the Forbes family put you in a difficult position?" Milleon earnestly.
As soon as he said that, Zoel emerged from the break room with his dark and sullen face. As he passed by us, he nodded to us in greeting with his face devoid of any emotion and then left without looking back.
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