The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 100

Chapter 100:

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“Am I?” Nate replied, his gaze deepening as he admired her smiling face.

“The redevelopment plans for the old southern district don’t justify a five billion investment if it’s just housing. You must have other intentions, Miss Holland. I’m hoping you might include me, given our history, so I can adjust my strategies for the surrounding properties.”

A flicker of amusement crossed Corrine’s eyes.

“Trying to pull some strings, Mr. Hopkins?”

Nate raised his hand, lightly touching Corrine’s hair, and held the back of her head tenderly. He leaned closer, his breath warm against her cheek, his voice low and enticing.

“Would you consider it, Miss Holland?” His smile deepened, adding a charismatic charm to his features.

Corrine blinked, her eyelashes fluttering as she regained composure.

“Isn’t this crossing a boundary?”

“We’re more than mere acquaintances, aren’t we?” Nate responded.

Corrine brushed his hand aside and said firmly, “Remember, you’re the one chasing me. I haven’t said yes yet.”

Unperturbed, Nate continued, “We’ve already held hands and embraced. Doesn’t it make sense to get a little closer and deepen our connection?”

Corrine was at a loss for words. Nate’s way of arguing was frustratingly brilliant.

“Let’s get back to business. I’ll put up two and a half billion for fifty percent of the shares.” Nate returned to their initial discussion.

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Corrine raised an eyebrow, responding without hesitation, “For thirty-five percent of the shares.”

“Thirty-five percent.”

“Deal.”

In the front seats, the driver and Matias exchanged glances, both taken aback. Straightforward negotiations like this were uncommon. In just moments, these powerhouses sealed a deal worth billions. One could wonder whether Nate was more enchanted by beauty than business sense.

Despite Corrine’s striking looks, Matias believed it was crucial for Nate to maintain a level head.

Surprised by his directness, a subtle look of astonishment appeared in Corrine’s eyes.

“You’re not worried I might be tricking you?”

“I trust you,” Nate replied without a hint of hesitation.

With a chuckle, Corrine responded, “That’s a lot of trust after just a few encounters. Am I supposed to feel honored, or should I be questioning your judgment, Mr. Hopkins?”

“My choices are backed by reason,” Nate said confidently.

At that moment, Nate’s phone interrupted with a ring. It was Moses on the line.

“Nate, I’ve dug something up. It’s the Ford family stirring trouble.”

“Okay,” Nate replied calmly, his voice cool and detached.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up.”

Hoping to keep the conversation going, Moses quickly added, “Hold on, weren’t we supposed to grab lunch? Where are you? I can’t find you.”

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