Chapter 1586


    Because Donovan wasn''t sure whether ric was genuinely angry or just throwing a fit.


    Who actually enjoys arguing?


    If that wasn''t sarcasm, then what was it?


    Great, Hertha''s snide remarks earlier had definitely offended ric.


    "Mr. Falconer, actually..." Donovan began, trying to apologize and fix the mess Hertha had made.


    ric was losing patience: "Didn''t you hear what I just said?"


    Donovan was taken aback by ric''s sharp re and stammered, "Yes, yes, I''ll head back to my office right away..."


    Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Donovan turned to leave.


    "Hey, is there a meeting going on here? Howe I wasn''t invited?"


    Just as Donovan took a few steps, a towering man walked in, followed by another man.


    The neer was Reginald, a burly man with a full beard, dressed in a sharp navy suit, exuding a rugged and slightly rogue charm.


    And trailing behind him was Callum, tall, slender, with an air of refined grace.


    Donovan froze, panic-stricken, and blurted out, "Mr. Whitman, pleasure, pleasure to have you at ourpany. May I ask what brings Mr. Whitman to our humble abode today?"


    Despite Donovan''s outward veneer of warmth, politeness, andposure, inside, he was a mess.


    ric''s unpredictable behavior had already set him on edge.


    And now, with the Reed Group''s crown prince making an appearance, Donovan felt utterly out of his depth with three heavyweights in the room.


    "Donovan, about that jewelry design


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    went ahead and sold the design to someone else while we were deciding. That''s not ying fair," Reginald said, his intimidating gaze locking onto Donovan. Content


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    Donovan''s knees buckled, and he stammered, "Well, Mr. Whitman, that was all Hertha and Thssa''s doing. They found the client, I just... signed off on it..."


    Donovan had just thrown Hertha and Thssa under the bus without warning.


    Hertha and Thssa exchanged shocked nces, realizing they''d been unexpectedly betrayed.


    Reginald''s menacing gaze shifted to Hertha.


    Just as Hertha was about to speak, ric stepped forward, shielding her with his body, and faced Reginald: "The design was purchased by contacting the design firm directly. Mr. Whitman, with your extensive experience in the business world, you should understand that until a deposit is paid, the goods are fair game for a moremitted buyer."


    Reginald frowned at ric. Though born into a family of culture, Reginald had grown up abroad, mingling with rough crowds in his youth, which lent him an air of menace.


    His unsmiling gaze was intimidating, enough to cow the faint-hearted.


    Donovan, for one, was trembling like a leaf, too scared to make a peep.


    As ric met Reginald''s fierce gaze head-on, the air between them crackled with tension.


    Seeing things were about to


    escte, Thssa quickly intervened, positioning herself between Reginald and ric to break their standoff. She said to Reginald, "It was my decision, along with Hertha and the manager to move on to another client because


    we


    were led to believe you were no


    longer interested. If you''re looking to ce me, I''ll take it." Content


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    Reginald''s gaze softened slightly as he turned to Thssa, his hostility dialing down a notch, ready to speak.