NovelEnglishChapter 169
At that moment, Wasyl and Cheryl emerged from the building, grinning from ear to ear. They spotted Kolten right away, standing like a sentinel at the entrance.
Chery's grip on Wasyl's arm tightened with excitement as she pointed eagerly at the retreating figure. "Wasyl, look quick! That's Kolten!"
Wasyl's eyes followed Cheryl's pointing finger, his face lighting up with excitement before furrowing in confusion. "Kolten's a rare sight in public! He looks like he's seeing someone off. Who could be important enough to get Kolten to make an exception?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhile talking, Wasyl narrowed his eyes for a better look, then hesitated. "Hey, doesn't that look a bit like Liam?" Cheryl paused, surprised at the suggestion, then peered intently in the sdirection. The side profile was blurry from that distance, but there was a resemblance.
However, Cheryl shook her head with conviction, countering, "What are you talking about? Is that loser Liam getting Kolten to escort him out? No way he's got that kind of pull. It's just a passing resemblance. These days, everyone has a doppelganger."
Wasyl nodded, echoing her sentiment, "You're right, there are too many look-alikes around! Damn, Liam's been popping up everywhere lately, makingthink everyone's him!"
They watched as Kolten's guest departed. They then rushed over to Kolten, with Wasyl beaming as he fished out a business card. "Mr. Reath, a pleasure! I'm Wasyl, the heir to the Abbott Group in Drunham City! Here's my card!"
Kolten had barely pivoted on his heel when Wasyl extended a business card toward him. A crease formed between Kolten's brows, his face clouding over with displeasure. A signal his assistant picked up instantly. Without missing a beat, the assistant reached for the card, sparing Wasyl any further embarrassment.
"Mr. Abbott, a pleasure! I'm Mr. Reath's right hand!"
Once the card was safely in the assistant's hands, he discreetly stepped back, allowing Kolten a moment to give Wasyl a cursory glance. "Abbott Group?" Kolten remarked calmly.
Without another word, Kolten strode off, leaving Wasyl's outstretched hand hanging in the air unnoticed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHowever, Wasyl did not take offense. He calmly withdrew his hand and, with a respectful nod to Kolten's departing figure, called out, "Mr. Reath, have a good one!"
Anyone else might have bristled at such an indifferent reception, but not when it cfrom Kolten. Wasyl knew his Jerden Group was small fry compared to the Abbott Group. Kolten had the clout to back up his attitude.
It was not until Kolten disappeared into the elevator that Wasyl straightened up, a grin spreading across his face and a hint of triumph in his eyes. He was chuffed that Kolten's assistant had accepted his card—a small victory.
His excitement was palpable as he turned to Cheryl. "Cheryl, can you believe it? We just nailed a deal with Mr. Lane, and we bumped into Kolten. Talk about a lucky day!"
In a burst of joy, Wasyl pulled Cheryl into an embrace and planted a kiss on her cheek. "I'm on top of the world! Let's celebrate. I'm taking you shopping; pick out anything you want!"
Cheryl's eyes sparkled with delight. "For real? You're the best!"
At the Stone family's corporate headquarters, an urgent meeting was underway, with Reginald at the helm, addressing the company's top brass.
Seated at the head of the table, Reginald's gaze was severe as he addressed his team. "We've got a crisis on our hands. Our four material processing plants have been vandalized, and the delivery guys from our suppliers jumped on the road. There's a threat out there now that anyone who works with us is a target. As of now, our suppliers have bailed on us," he announced.
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