Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 452

"Oh, my, that's a lot."

Helen widened her eyes as she stared at the designs in disbelief.

"These are all your works? How can there be so many?"

Minerva smiled and said softly, "Most of the items that Quill collected were already available in the market. Some of them had been bought by him, while some of them were purchased in the auction when they were first made known to the public."

"Wow, Minerva, Quill is really nice to you." Helen couldn't resist clutching her chest. She was surprised that a cold- faced man like Quill was actually so considerate.

What should she do? She took a liking to Quill too.

"Let's go." Minerva brought her into the hall. "This dress was designed by me, but I haven't revealed it to the public. No one has ever seen it before. Please accept this dress as a token of apology."

Helen looked at the dress. It glistened under the light, giving it a three-dimensional image. She was moved to the point of tears.

"Minerva, you're amazing. I didn't expect that I would be able to wear your most precious design. Luck must be on my side! Minerva, let me invite you to the press conference. Come with me!"

Minerva pondered for a moment before she nodded.

"Okay."

Then, she added suddenly, "Can I bring another guest?"

"Yes, please invite whoever you want."

Helen had her eyes fixed on the dress.

Minerva glanced at the dress as well.

She felt very satisfied with that dress because it was different from her previous designs and she had made up her mind to keep and cherish it. She didn't expect that she would give it to Helen on that day. Perhaps it was fate.

After all, Helen was just as dazzling as the dress.

Perhaps, everything was predestined!

Helen accepted it but she left it with Minerva that day. She told Minerva that she would come to her house to put on the dress during the day of the press conference.

Minerva agreed to it. After Helen left, Minerva returned to the company.

When she arrived at the company, it was about time to get off from work. She was packing up to leave when the lawyer, Mr. Zais, walked in.

"I'm sorry, Miss Hanover. I'm afraid that I can't complete the task you entrusted to me," Mr. Zais said as soon as he walked in. "The Yardley Corporation is not willing to compromise, and... I think it's better for you to talk to them directly."

Minerva paused for a moment after hearing his words. Then, she answered, "Why would I need a lawyer if I have to do it myself?"

His complexion turned pale, and he struggled to speak for a long time.

At last, he placed the document on the table and began to speak.

"Anyway, I won't take this case. Miss Hanover, it's better hire someone else." "Mr. Zais." Minerva looked at him with a cold expression. "Before taking this case, you clearly understood the background of the other party. You have even signed a contract with me. Are you going to terminate the contract now?"

"What's wrong with terminating the contract? Wouldn't it be much worse to lose my job because of a contract?" Mr. Zais placed a cheque on the table. "Besides, you have terminated the contract with the other party. Can't I do that myself? I'm willing to pay the penalty fees."

Minerva was at a loss for words.

She glanced at the cheque on the table and raised her eyebrows. "Thrice the penalty fees?"

"That's right." Mr. Zais nodded. He looked at the cheque in pain.