Chapter 202: Chapter 202
The man’s slightly deep and serious voice echoed in the office as he closed the file in his hand and set it down. His eyes lifted, fingers gently stroking his chin.
The executives from the opposing company brightened at his words, even Mr. Bernard’s smile was full of cheer, but Elias Sinclair’s next words made their smiles freeze involuntarily.
"However, I can’t wait for two years, a year at most."
The man leaned back in his chair, gazed over the executives opposite him, his cold voice carrying an unquestionable resolve.
In Elias Sinclair’s business battlefield, there had never been a plan that took more than a year to achieve.
At this moment, Bernard withdrew his smile, his expression somewhat serious as he contemplated.
He had long heard about this young man’s feats across from him.
Since Elias took the helm of Sinclair Group, in just a short year it had quickly soared into the ranks of the Global 500 companies, covering fields including finance, real estate, media, tourism, and dozens of other industries, catapulting to the top 100 in the global wealth ranking by the second year.
And now, every move of Sinclair Group was so formidable that it could influence the financial world both at home and abroad.
Bernard knew Elias was always decisive and ruthless, yet to have a company rise swiftly within a year and capture the market... even he found it challenging to guarantee such success.
Although Elias’s demand might be difficult for Aspiration Inc. at present, he was, after all, about to receive an investment of tens of millions from Sinclair Group.
"As long as Sinclair Group can lend us a hand, I believe it will definitely not be an issue," said Bernard, sitting up straight and looking at Elias Sinclair.
"Deal." Elias Sinclair’s lips curved into a faint smile, then he gestured for his assistant to hand over the contract to the other party.
After signing the contract, as Elias was about to leave, Bernard stopped him: "Mr. Sinclair, there’s no need to rush off so quickly, why don’t we have a meal and chat?"
The man nodded, not refusing the invitation this time.
"Mr. Sinclair, this is my daughter Nancy, currently studying Economics and Finance at Kingsbridge University in the UK, and is also the future heir of Aspiration Inc."
At The Silver Spire Restaurant at The Arisenne Cape in Paris, Elias Sinclair and Nancy sat facing each other at the dining table, with Bernard originally sitting beside them, looking like he was accompanying them.
After hearing Bernard’s introduction to his daughter, Elias Sinclair slightly furrowed his brows imperceptibly, and then nodded lightly without saying anything.
"It’s heard that Mr. Sinclair has been alone all these years and seems to be at the age to start a family. If we could have an alliance through marriage, then we’d be invincible in the entire financial sector, and Nancy would be a resourceful partner for Mr. Sinclair."
Bernard looked at his daughter with satisfaction, seemingly confident that she could win Elias Sinclair’s favor.
"Does the cooperation between Mr. Bernard and me need to be sustained through marriage?" The man’s eyes lowered slightly, making it difficult to decipher the meaning.
Bernard’s expression shifted slightly, then he resumed a polite smile and said, "Mr. Sinclair, you must be joking, then let’s hope for a pleasant cooperation moving forward."
"A pleasant cooperation." The two glasses clinked lightly, and the atmosphere afterward seemed very harmonious.
Even though Nancy was displeased, years of manners and upbringing made her maintain a noble and elegant smile on her face.
As Elias Sinclair rose to leave, Nancy followed him out of the restaurant.
"Sir, do you think I’m not worthy of you?"
"Miss Bernard, I’m already married, and I’m very happy with my wife." The man’s smooth and fair face revealed cold and defined features, with deep eyes now filled with a mesmerizing warmth, unlike the serious coldness at the negotiation table.
Nancy was slightly stunned, finding it hard to believe that this man, noble like a god, was actually married.
What kind of person was his wife?
There was not a hint of news in the business world about this; could this be his way of protecting the woman?
Ever since she was a child, she had been like a high princess, indifferent even to the overtures from noble royals, but the only man who moved her already had a family.
She was not willing to accept this...
"So that’s how it is, please pass on my regards to her." As though all her pride had been trampled underfoot, Nancy did not allow herself to show any weakness, especially in front of this man. She forced a polite smile and turned away.
Knowing he was married, she unexpectedly felt a bit of heartache.
As Elias Sinclair sat in the car, he found himself momentarily lost in thought.
Quinn Lockwood’s vibrant and elegant face floated in his mind, recalling all they had been through recently, a smile crept upon his lips involuntarily.
He was so glad that the divorce agreement had been torn up by his grandfather back then.
He picked up his phone and dialed Quinn Lockwood’s number, hesitating slightly before making the call. Read full story at novel fire.net
Having not been in touch for a few days, he wondered if she had encountered any trouble.
"Hello." The familiar and much-missed voice of Quinn spoke on the other end of the line.
"How have you been these couple of days? Is work going smoothly?" His rare, gentle tone was soothing, and his eyes carried a hint of a smile.
Quinn was slightly taken aback by his tone, not quite sure of the reason.
It seemed like the business deal must have been successful!
Thinking this, Quinn replied indifferently, "Pretty good, still busy with filming, attending events and endorsements every day."
"Is there anything you need, Mr. Sinclair, by calling?"
In Quinn’s impression, Elias Sinclair only ever called when he needed something, whether it was about work or something else.
The man heard Quinn’s distant manner and attitude towards him, his brows furrowing, a hint of displeasure stirring within him.
"Savannah, Dylan, he..." An unfamiliar female voice came through the phone, but judging by the volume, she wasn’t far from Quinn.
"Oh, you’re on the phone, I’ll mention it later."
"Okay, I’ll come over in a bit." Quinn seemed to cover the receiver, her voice very muffled, and as Elias heard Dylan’s name, his face instantly turned cold.
"Are you with Dylan now?" His voice returned to its usual cool tone, dropping significantly in warmth.
"No, I just came over for an event, why?" Quinn sensed Elias’s tone was off but didn’t know what had happened. Could it be because of Dylan?
Had Quinn seen Elias back then, she would have surely been frightened by his stern expression; at this moment, he sat with his eyes slightly downcast, the deep darkness in them nearly spilling over.