Joshua narrowed his eyes and lifted his arm to block Thomas' way.
He gave Thomas a once-over, and a cold sneer crept across his face. "Did Luna agree to become business partners with you?"
When Luna was on her way to Bamboo House, she had told him that she would not sign the contract if she sensed that something fishy was going on.
Joshua, too, had realized that the signal from Luna's communication device had been blocked off as soon as she stepped foot into Thomas' private booth.
This was why he had rushed over to the scene with his bodyguards.
He knew that Luna must have discovered that her signal was blocked, and knowing this, she would never agree to sign a contract with Thomas.
"Of course she did." Thomas brandished the contract in his hand. "Everything is written here in black and white. If you have any doubts, feel free to ask your wife, Mr. Lynch."
Then, he put on his sunglasses and glanced at his assistant, who had been waiting outside the door, trembling in fright, all this while. "Let's go."
The assistant quickly approached him and draped a coat over his shoulders. "Sir, we must rush to the studio where you're scheduled for a magazine shoot. We’re already running late..."
"Okay.” Thomas nodded at Joshua, smiling, then turned to leave.
However, after taking just a few steps, he paused and said, without even looking back, "Joshua Lynch, you and your wife shouldn’t be so hostile toward me. I'm not the enemy, after all."
He sneered and continued, "You have no reason to fear me at all—unless the two of you have done something you shouldn't have."
Then, he turned and walked away.
Joshua furrowed his brows, and a vein popped in his forehead as he stared at Thomas' retreating figure.
Thomas, who at this moment was st
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