True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 88

Simon Brown lifted his lips slightly and said, "You did not hold back that night. If there had not been any accidents, we would be husband and wife."

Grace Smith scoffed. She felt very helpless. She really didn't want to carry on with this conversation.

"Are you done? I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Please."

But Simon Brown didn't leave.

Grace was really angry. She looked up at the lounge, hoping that Heinz Jones would come back soon. However, she saw him already standing by the door, staring straight at her, as soon as she raised her head.

For a moment, Grace Smith's heart skipped a beat. His face was as dark as the night sky.

"Mr. Brown." Heinz Jones said in a deep voice, "It seems like you have made up your mind."

Simon Brown froze. He turned around and was stunned when he saw Heinz Jones's icy cold expression. He then smiled naturally and said, "Oh, yes, since you cannot give in, I have no objection. I will accept the proposal."

"No." Heinz Jones said coldly. "I've actually just decided to reduce the profit share ratio to 25 percent."

Simon Brown stiffened. He looked pale. "Why, Mr. Jones? Didn't you say that it'd be 28 percent? Why would you suddenly change the proposal?"

Heinz Jones stood majestically before him and looked at him silently. Simon Brown felt extremely pressured.

Heinz Jones then walked towards Grace Smith and put a bottle of water on her desk.

Grace looked up and met his eyes.

She realized that he was standing over her, looking at her quietly with his deep eyes. As he stood there, she felt extremely tense.

She took the bottle of water and whispered, "Thank you."

Heinz Jones looked at her face calmly and said blandly, "Grace, you're not here to reminisce the old days. Remember your duties."

"Yes." Grace nodded. "Thank you for reminding me, Mr. Jones."

Heinz Jones nodded slightly and turned back to his desk.

Simon Brown's looked paler than before.

Simon was still waiting for his answer, but it was obvious that Heinz Jones didn't want to talk to him.

Simon suddenly understood that it was all because of Grace Smith.

Huh.

Heinz Jones had asked him some questions regarding Grace Smith during their previous last meeting. It was obvious that Heinz Jones had met Grace, but how did they know each other?

Simon Brown looked between Grace Smith and Heinz Jones with suspicion in his eyes.

Grace opened the bottle and took two sips of water. Then, she lowered her head, completely ignoring him as she continued working.

Heinz Jones returned to the sofa and looked at Simon Brown lazily. He said in a low voice, "Mr. Brown, you should know why."

"Mr. Jones, 28 percent is already low, but now it has been reduced by three percentage points. I don't know how to explain it to my stakeholders." Simon said.

"Mr. Brown." Heinz Jones glanced at his face and said, "Let's just call off this deal if there's no conclusion."

Simon Brown was stunned, but he couldn't think of any word to refute him.

His sight flitted across Heinz Jones and hesitantly fell on Grace Smith.

Was it because of her?

Simon Brown was once again in doubt.

Heinz Jones stood up from the sofa and returned to his desk. He started reading the documents on his desk.

It was obvious that Heinz Jones was ignoring Simon Brown.

At the same time, it fully showed that Heinz Jones was leading the game.

Simon narrowed his eyes, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes. "Well, Mr. Jones, I agree with 25 percent. When can we sign the contract?"