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“Besides, Gregory Enterprises is now seen as a small company that isn’t well-regarded in everyone’s eyes. Who would be willing to continue cooperating with them?”
Steve Burton pressed his lips together, took Mr. Foster’s signing pen without a word, and casually flipped through the contents of the contract.
Mr. Foster thought Steve was just checking the contract for errors out of habit and continued to speak without any special attention, “Many business events and banquets have not invited Maxwell Gregory. Maxwell went out of his way to attend, but everyone just put on a friendly façade with him. He genuinely believed they respected him…”
Before Mr. Foster could finish, Steve suddenly threw the signing pen on the table, and it rolled twice before stopping by Mr. Foster’s hand.
Mr. Foster closed his mouth, picked up the pen, glanced at Steve, and before he could ask what was wrong, Steve stared into his eyes, chuckled lightly, and said with a breezy tone, “Seeing how much you dislike Gregory Enterprises, I can rest assured.”
Mr. Foster frowned, sowhat unable to figure out Steve’s underlying intentions. He stared at Steve for a while before asking, “Steve, what do you an by that?”
“What do I an? Just the literal aning.” Steve’s tone was relaxed and casual, staring into Mr. Foster’s eyes with a faint hint of a smile, “Mr. Foster, do you need to explain the literal aning to you?”
Not waiting for Mr. Foster to respond, Steve faintly smiled, tapped the contract on the table, and said in a slow, unhurried tone, “Apologies, I just made a decision to drop the idea of cooperating with Mr. Foster. Instead, I plan to switch to working with Gregory Enterprises.”
Mr. Foster’s face turned slightly unpleasant in an instant, “Steve, what do you an by this?”
“Pfft…” Steve chuckled lightly, speaking with a sowhat lazy tone, “Mr. Foster, I could understand when you asked this question just now because you didn’t understand the aning of my words. But now that I’ve been so clear, and you’re still asking what I an, it really makes …” Steve shook his head, putting on an expression that seed to say he didn’t want to say this was forced upon him, continuing, “Since Mr. Foster really doesn’t understand, I don’t mind explaining it. Simply put, it’s to disgust Mr. Foster!”
Mr. Foster’s face turned white, then green, “Steve, this cooperation case was initiated by your aunt at Foster Enterprises.”
“Don’t ntion my aunt to !” Steve slamd down to his feet, his previously calm and relaxed expression suddenly turning cold and solemn as he stared into Mr. Foster’s eyes with a chilling gaze, “If it weren’t for the fact that the Fosters and the Burtons are sowhat related, Foster Enterprises would have ceased to exist in this world last night!”
“Just now, Mr. Foster said he wanted to discipline his dear daughter properly, right?”
“Mr. Foster really should discipline his daughter.” As Steve spoke, his eyes fell directly on Olivia Foster’s face, his gaze as sharp as a knife, “US$200,000 to hire kidnappers for Ruby Gregory, this was clearly an attempt to end her life. Olivia, I think I’ve told you before not to bring Ruby to to provoke trouble. The first ti was a warning, this ti is a threat…”
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