"Mr. Grant, we still have a pitch with the people over at Wizer Tech in the evening. The meeting requires your attendance."
"No need. I've already read the contract, and there's no problem. You can do the pitching with them directly."
Theo did not even look back as he tidied his clothes. His pair of long and slender legs strode forward as if he had something very urgent to do.
Keith felt a little embarrassed.
I had not seen this woman who was chasing after them, and I did not know which department she was responsible for, but just by looking at her clothes, I knew her intentions.
At first glance, there was nothing unbecoming of her pastel-colored work clothes.
However, if one stared long enough, one would find that her short skirt reached above the knees, and it was a tight skirt as well. The side of the skirt was about to reveal more than it should.
Not to mention the jacket on top. People who did not know better would think the design of the jacket was meant to be that way, but I preferred to believe that she deliberately bought a smaller size.
The small jacket could not conceal her curves and bosom. Just by looking at the jacket, it felt as if it was working hard to keep itself in place.
"But Mr. Grant, Mr. Yule has always valued the sincerity of his business partners. If
you're not present at this meeting, I'm afraid it'll be difficult to get him to sign the contract."
"I've already expressed my sincerity before. If he still has any concerns, then this contract shall not be signed tonight."
Theo still had no intention of staying behind.
I knew he had always done things by virtue of strength and never preferred those fancy ways of doing things.
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