President’s Secret Obsession With Ex-wife

Before the words were out of her mouth, Declan came in from outside and said respectfully beside Nick, “Sir, Mr. Blackwell called and said he wanted to have dinner with you.”

A flash of sarcasm crossed Nick’s eyes, Dinner?

Probably heard the news that Mr. Andrews was coming back and thought that would keep him on a short leash for good?

It was so tiresome to this family.

“Pushed.”

Declan heard this and nodded respectfully, but thought of something and asked a follow-up question.

“Mr. Blackwell says his daughter has been looking forward to meeting you, and says she specially learned to cook several excellent dishes.”

Victoria, who was the main character, was sitting across from Nick, and when she heard this, the squeeze on her spoon tightened instantly, feeling the desperation her dad felt to push his daughter out into Nick’s good graces.

Disappointment and mockery crossed her eyes.

It was a shame that Dad did so much, but Nick only loathed her more.

Sure enough, the disgust in Nick’s eyes was undisguised, and the words he uttered were even more unforgiving.

“Tell them to honor the contract properly and beyond that, don’t presume anything else.”

Declan nodded and retreated as quietly as he had come.

Nick looked over at Victoria, “What were you going to say?”

Victoria pulled her lips into a small smile, “Wanted to say that I’m actually full, Mr. Andrews, thanks for the hospitality.”

So disturbed by what had just happened, Nick had lost his appetite.

Victoria got up and started to clean up, dropping her eyes without a word.

It wasn’t that she was worried about what Nick would think of her. They were strangers with no emotional basis other than business dealings, she was just disappointed in her dad for saying that.

It was Dad who wanted to meet Nick as a way to draw closer to Andrews Enterprise, but used her, the daughter who was out visiting her mom’s grave, as a pretext.

She’d never felt her dad was biased before, and it was true that it was because of her that she hadn’t taken Cynthia home in the first place back then, but somehow their father-daughter bond had begun to change.

Nick’s voice interrupted her thought.

“The waiter will collect these, so go away.”

Victoria looked up at him, “Okay, Mr. Andrews won’t be back in Veridian City until the day after tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow.”

What needed to be talked about had been talked about, and Hopmeadow Downs was a project he was happy with and could see the sincerity of the local officials.

Whether a business could grow locally still depends on how much local support was available.

Andrews Enterprise funding, with these additions, all subsequent development plans will be followed up by the project team.

Victoria wanted to ask more about whether the area where her uncle’s house was located would be demolished, but thought that even if it was, all the money would probably end up in Alexia’s pocket.

Her hesitation fell into Nick’s eyes.

The man’s fingertips tapped on the keyboard and spoke, “If you’re short of money, you can buy a few more houses in that part of the Renhe District.”NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Just about straight up said that piece was a sure thing to be demolished.

And it was the local government that was going to tear it down, so the payout must be huge.

Her uncle’s house was in the Renhe District, and she was satisfied to know that their house could be demolished.

As for her, although it was true that she was a bit short of money at the moment. But to go and buy someone else’s house on the premise that she already knew about it would be speculation and cutting off someone else’s finances, something she wouldn’t do.

“No need, all the cottages over there in Renhe District are mostly occupied by elderly people, and middle-aged people who can’t afford to buy a house in the city. If I go and buy their houses, where will they live in the future? Even if I hold this money in my hand, I don’t feel at ease.”

Nick’s hand on the keyboard paused, his tone even lighter.

“Business is about making more money with the means allowed by law, and the information gap is sometimes a resource.”

How many people are making money off of the information gap.

Victoria laughed a little, “I know. Thank you Mr. Andrews for your kind words. I didn’t mean to condemn you, I just lived there for a while and know them all better than to do something like that.”

“Uh-huh.”

Nick’s eyes dropped to the screen and he put on his bluetooth headset, looking like he was already planning a meeting and it should just be a casual mention.

Victoria didn’t take it to heart either.

Back in her room, she took a bath and fell asleep.

The next morning, she went to say goodbye to Jonathan and Ellie, who brought out the salami that had been prepared, as well as the sauerkraut she had pickled, and asked her to be sure to bring it back.

Victoria didn’t really love these anymore, but she was afraid they would think too much, so she put them all in the trunk.

Alexia snorted in amusement.

“The rich people in the city. How will they like your handmade things? Even if she took on, in her heart, you also do dirty things. It is better not to take anything, when the time to go to sell can still change a little money.”

Victoria looked at her coldly, “No one takes you for a dummy if you don’t speak.”

Alexia immediately came to life and looked over at Ellie, “See mom, I was right. Now showing her true colors and sneering at me.”