Chapter 346:
Richie was puzzled. What did that mean?
“Gerard mentioned the president will be stationed in Alerith for the long haul,” Chaz explained. “Our job is to make sure this project turns out profitable. The president will manage any future issues.”
Richie had an epiphany. Chaz was right! How had he not thought of that? Their president was set to stay in Alerith for a considerable time, and both he and Gerard were adept strategists.
“Alright, let’s go sign the contract,” Richie said, now relieved.
Chaz straightened his tie and walked back into the reception room. Facing Freya and Melvin, they maintained a professional stance. “We’ve decided to move forward with the partnership,” Chaz declared, his face a blend of smiles and seriousness.
Freya’s expression stayed composed, offering a courteous smile. Both parties signed and shook hands. The partnership was sealed.
“Honestly, before today’s discussions started, we both felt relieved,” Chaz admitted, acknowledging Freya’s expertise. “We thought it wouldn’t be as tough as previous times, but you proved to be the real powerhouse for Briggs Group.”
“Indeed,” Richie chimed in.
Freya gave a small smile. Before she could reply, Chaz added, “Would you join us for a meal?”
“I’d be happy to,” Freya responded graciously.
The secretary quickly set about making reservations.
That noon, Freya and Melvin joined Chaz and Richie for lunch.
As they enjoyed their meal, the conversation flowed easily. Chaz, looking intrigued, asked, “By the way, Ms. Briggs, where are you from?”
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“Alerith.”
“Are you single?” Chaz asked bluntly.
The question caught everyone off guard, and for a moment, the conversation stalled as everyone glanced around the table.
Richie shot Chaz a questioning look, as if silently asking, “What are you doing?”
Chaz met his gaze with an expression that seemed to say, “I’m interested in her.”
Before anyone could respond further, Melvin confirmed, “Yes, she’s single.”
Freya shot him a quick look. What was he up to?
“That’s great. I’m single as well,” Chaz said enthusiastically. “Ms. Briggs, what are your hobbies or interests in your free time?”
“She enjoys nothing more than a good book or a nap,” Melvin chimed in once again, his voice calm and composed. “Oh—and she’s also quite fond of sparring.”
“That’s splendid,” Chaz commended bluntly.
At that moment, one thought echoed in his mind: Freya wasn’t just easy on the eyes and skilled at her work—she carried a spirit that was rare and admirable. Exactly the kind of woman who checked all his boxes.
Just as he opened his mouth to speak again, his phone buzzed. He intended to brush it off, but when he saw Gerard’s name flash on the screen, he offered an apologetic smile and answered, “Hello, Todd.”
“We’re out having dinner with the investment advisor from Briggs Group. The collaboration has just been finalized.”
“Yes.”
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