"Life and death?" Tara perked up when she heard this and frowned. "What happened? Is your wife threatening suicide because she thinks you cheated on her?"
Joshua rolled his eyes at this. Could she be any more childish?
He paused, then continued in a low voice, "I need you to send your men out to rescue someone. An old man."
Tara was silent for a moment before realizing what was going on. "You want me to save Gwen's father, don't you? Alright, then. I'll send my men out."
With that, she hesitated for a moment, then asked, "That's all I need to do, right? Do I need to be there myself?"
"No need," Joshua replied.
"Thank heavens!" With that, Tara hung up and dialed the number of the manager of Moore Group's Sharnwick City branch.
After passing on Joshua's message, Tara raised her brow, glancing at the man sitting next to her at the bar, and smiled. "Sorry, I must've missed this while I was on the phone, but what's your name again?"
The man glanced at her, frowning. "John Young."
"Mr. Young. What a smart name!" Tara chuckled, then clinked her wine glass against John's.
Then, she turned to him with a grin and added, "So what are you meeting me for, Mr. Young?"
John furrowed his brow as he raised the glass to his lips and took a sip. "I want to do business with you."
Then, he turned to gaze at Tara and added, "I hear that you're now in charge of Moore Group's Sharnwick City branch. I just started a new company, and though we don't have much to our name as of now, I can assure you that I'll provide you with the best service and the best products. I sincerely hope you'll consider giving us a chance, President Moore."
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