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Abel’s entire body tensed “For me?”
Priscilla casually played with her hair, with one hand resting on the seat. She wore a low cut blazer with nothing underneath.
As she leaned forward slightly, Abel’s gaze instinctively dropped to her neckline. He swallowed hund, unable to
control himself.
The woman before him exuded an irresistible charm, and her every movement was mesmerizing Abel was completely lost, and his attention was fixed on Priscilla’s red lips as they moved.
“I want to acquire Joss Tech.”
Abel stiffened again. “What did you say?“.
Her delicate fingers trailed onto his thigh. “Abel, won’t you do this for me?”
Heat rushed to his face, and his entire body went taut. Even his words escaped his control. “Yes, of course. Anything for you.”
Priscilla’s lips curled into a victorious smile.
Sitting across from them, Benjamin finally spoke up. “Dad, if I remember correctly, you already handed the acquisition project over to Elara.”
Priscilla blinked. “Elara?”
Abel shot Benjamin an annoyed look. “Elara is my daughter right?”
you must have seen the news about her,
She shook her head. “I’ve been abroad. I don’t keep up with local news.”
Abel boasted, “My daughter won the gold medal at the ALI Math Competition! Did you know she’s also Eucon’s famous race car driver, Luna?
“She even competed in the International Racing Championship’s exhibition race! She spent seven years as a housewife, but she dominated the moment she stepped back into the world! Isn’t she incredible?”
Priscilla murmured thoughtfully, “A housewife winning a prestigious math competition? Sounds like she pulled some strings.
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Abel bristled “My daughter is a genius! She entered Hawke University’s junior program at 14!”
Priscilla batted her lashes at him. “But isn’t it unfair for the ALI Math Competition Committee to award a housewife the gold medal?
“What about all those graduate and PhD students who’ve been dedicating their lives to their studies? And what if she decides to go back to being a housewife again?”
“Well… 1…” Abel faltered, momentarily at a loss for words.
Priscilla pressed further. “And after seven years as a housewife, she suddenly jumps into racing? How do you think the professional racers feel about that?”
Abel sat in a daze, nearly convinced by Priscilla’s words. “After Elara took charge of the acquisition case, she brought in two major investors.
“Now, Zenith Tech, under Lunar Group, and Snapp Group’s Graviton Tech are both competing to acquire my
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company. Graviton even offered us two billion dollars!”
Benjamin interjected, “Ms. Priscilla, how much are you willing to offer to take over my family’s company?”
Priscilla’s gaze turned sultry as she looked at Abel. Her hand roamed leisurely over his thigh. “That depends… on how well Abel performs.”
Desire surged through Abel, and he could barely contain himself. He wished he could whisk Priscilla away to a hotel right then and there.
Benjamin smirked at their interaction. He casually pulled out his phone and snapped a discreet photo of the two.
Meanwhile, Niamh sat across from Harvey at the detention center with her hands still shackled.
The man’s dress shirt was crisp, and the sharp collar was pressed neatly against his skin. His pure black tie, subtly patterned, complemented his custom–tailored suit. He exuded an aura of power and cold detachment.
He met her gaze with icy indifference as he said, “Beau regained consciousness.”
The Fisher family had spared no expense to save Beau’s life Fisher Corp had worked with the city’s top hospital overnight to assemble a specialized medical team dedicated to his treatment.
Renowned foreign surgeons had been flown into Capitol, dll at Fisher Corp’s request. The moment Beau regained consciousness, a rehabilitation team was mobilized to help him recover as quickly as possible.
Niamh wanted to throw herself at Harvey when she heard the news, but the iron restraints of the chair held her down, trapping her in her own misery
Disheveled and desperate, she clung to a last shred of hope, Beau’s awake? Then…
“Does that mean I don’t have to go to prison? Harvey, when are you going to get me out of here?”
