“Baby, Empire Group called, President Grant has agreed to meet at noon.”
Inside the apartment, the agent ran up to Yvonne with a smile and told her the news.
Upon hearing this, Yvonne put down her magazine and the corner of her mouth curled up in a smug smile. She knew that Matthew Grant, like other men, would not be able to refuse her.
Thinking about it this way, Yvonne was already sure that the coldness of Matthew Grant towards herself last time at the shooting location was because his wife was around.
The smugness in Yvonne’s eyes passed away instantly as she got up and said to her agent, “That’s good, it’s not a waste of our hard work.”
The agent looked her over and over again and questioned, “But, honey, I think you really only wanted to meet for the image ambassador thing, right?”
She stared at Yvonne, trying to see something on Yvonne’s face.
Yvonne is an actress, or a qualified actress, she quickly hid her heart, undeniable: “Of course, what else could it be, last time you said, President Grant is different from others, it is very dangerous, I am a smart person, I will not take the risk.”
Hearing her say so, the agent can be considered to put his mind at ease, “That’s good, I’m sure I’m right about you.”
Yvonne smiled and did not say anything, but in her heart, she already started to silently plan what expressions and actions she should put on when she met with Matthew Grant this time.
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The time soon arrived at noon, Blanca Roach rubbed her sore shoulder, she opened her phone and saw a text message from Paddy: “I’m already here, I’ll wait for you to finish downstairs.”
Blanca Roach looked at the time and saw that half an hour had passed since the text had been sent.
I go, so long?
Blanca Roach heart a shock, panic to run to the window, look down, indeed see Paddy downstairs, he stood in front of the car, eyes looking at the street to come and go, the wind blowing, look a little thin.
Blanca Roach felt a little guilty for making someone wait so long.
She immediately packed her things and rushed downstairs.
When she arrived downstairs, Blanca Roach smiled shyly, “Sorry for the long wait, right?”
Paddy’s face was not the slightest bit displeased, he said softly, “No, it’s good to stand here and look at the scenery, I’m usually too busy, so this is a steal.”
Paddy’s voice was gentle, and his words were not too fast or too slow, so that Blanca Roach’s original guilt was gradually smoothed out.
“Well, let’s go to dinner, I’ve booked a private room in the Pearly Gates in advance.”
After saying that, Paddy opened the car door for Blanca Roach as a gentleman.
When she got into the car, Blanca Roach’s cell phone vibrated and she looked down at it.
It was a text message from Matthew Grant! She had forgotten to tell Matthew Grant that she had something for lunch.
Blanca Roach’s heart was pounding and she opened the text message with trepidation, “I have a dinner party at noon, remember to eat well alone.”
Blanca Roach’s heart was relieved to see this sentence, just now she was really scared to death, this moment, there is a kind of afterlife feeling.
Blanca Roach tapped her finger and replied, “Promise to complete the task.”
At the end, also attached a kissing emoji at the end of the text message, and only then satisfied to take back the phone.
At the other end of the phone, Matthew Grant saw the text message and the corners of his mouth involuntarily hooked up.
“President Grant, is it time to go?”
Matthew Grant withdrew his gaze, changed into a business-like appearance, and gave a faint umph to Curtis Irwin.