Chapter 221


    Victoria was surprised. “You know me?”


    The person nodded, smiling. “Of course. It’s been five years, and you’re a lot more


    beautiful than you were, but I recognized you right away. You came to ourpany


    for a negotiation back when you were working for Cadogan Group, and I was just a


    regr employee back then.”


    I see. “So, you climbed all the way to top management in five years?”


    “Yes.”


    “Not bad.” Victoria liked that, but that was not the point. First, they had to settle the


    The man she hired was one Henry Poole, and he said, “It’s a simple problem to


    settle.”


    Victoria looked at him. “You seem to have a solution.”


    “Angel investors,” said Henry. “If we can have a bigpany investing in us, we


    won’t have to worry about the operation or funds anymore.”


    Victoria had considered that, of course, but… “You want me to convince someone to


    invest in us? When we don’t even have ten employees?”


    Henry shrugged. “You can do it, can’t you?”


    Victoria said nothing. Henry didn’t care what she was thinking, and he started listing


    out thepanies they could convince to invest in them. “First on the list is


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    Cadogan Group and the Floyds.”


    The mention of Cadogan Group made Victoria silent. Noticing that, Henry smiled.


    “Boss, I know you have some… issues with Cadogan Group, but this is for the future


    of thepany. You won’t let the past get in your way, will you?”


    Victoria took a deep breath to calm herself down, then she smiled. “Sorry, but I will.”


    Huh? Henry scratched his head sheepishly and coughed. “Very well. Then that


    leaves us with the Floyds. They’re growing strongtely, and that auction a few days


    ago was proof of it. The new heir showed off his wealth without a care in the world.


    Ah, but boss, Jordan can be quite the yboy, so don’t fall for his tricks when you


    negotiate, alright?”


    Jordan Floyd. He’s in my contacts, and he lent me a suit. Perhaps I can use this


    connection. Quickly, Victoria opened up her contacts and searched for Jordan.


    They didn’t even talk after they added each other’s numbers, pretending that they


    had never met. Since she was busy, Victoria had forgotten that he lent her the suit.


    She took a long time just toe up with an opening text, and she messaged him.


    ‘Thank you for the suit, Mr. Floyd. I’ve cleaned it, so when can I give it back to you?‘


    Victoria didn’t think he would reply right away so she put her phone down, but then


    Jordan texted, ‘Oh, and here I thought you wouldn’t give it back.


    Sheepishly, Victoria texted, ‘Sorry. I’ve been a bit busy. It’s not until now that I have


    time.‘ She added, ‘So when can we meet?‘


    Jordan answered a bit flirtatiously, ‘If it’s you, anytime.‘


    Victoria was silent for a while, then she texted, ‘I’d like to talk about work.‘


    Jordan didn’t reply this time. Victoria held her phone tightly, the look on her face slowly bing


    solemn. Was I too forward? But if I beat around the bush, he might take it as a hint he can woo me.


    She was on guard because of what Henry told her about Jordan.


    Five minutester, he texted, ‘Eastton’s racecourse. Can youe over right away?‘


    A racecourse? Not the best ce to talk business, but it’s a chance. Victoria picked


    up her bag and scarf, then she left. The weather was a bit windy, so she wrapped


    the scarf around her neck and hailed a ride.


    The racecourse was roaring, and dust flew in the air as a big ck horse galloped


    across the course. Sitting on its back was a slender, handsome man with an aloof


    look on his face. The look on his face was dark, and he held the reins firmly. Even


    from a mile away, everyone could feel the angering off him.


    Ever since he got onto the track, everyone else led their horses away lest they incur


    this man’s wrath.


    Jordan had juste back from a race. Even though it was winter, he downed half


    a bottle of cold drink like it was tea, then he screwed the cap shut and looked at the


    angry man. He teased, “What happened to him? He’s miffed today.”


    The people beside him shook their heads. “Not just today. It’s been like this for a


    while.”


    Huh. “He’s been venting at the course for two weeks now. Thanks to him, business


    has been bad. The owner’sining but he can’t take it up with him. He’d destroy this whole


    ce.”


    Jordan clicked his tongue. “Who crossed him anyway? Two weeks and he can’t


    even hold it in?”


    Someone said, “Who knows? We have no idea what he’s thinking. Feels like we’re


    working for a king.”


    A king? Jordan chuckled, and he took out his phone to check the text. It’s been


    twenty minutes. Wonder where she is right now. Just then, his phone beeped, and a


    text appeared.


    ‘I’m almost at the course. Where are you? I’ll find you, sir.’


    Sir? This is amusing. “Interesting. She’s older than me, and yet she calls me sir.”


    Noticing his smile, the people beside him huddled closer. “Oh, ady? So, you found a new toy?”


    Jordan shot him a look. “Bah, none of your business.”


    The guy grinned and was about to tease Jordan more, but a rider vaulted over the obstacle and


    charged straight at them only to stop a few inches before them.


    Shocked, a lot of people backed off while grumbling, and some fell on their rear. Only Jordan remained


    still with his phone in his hand.


    The man stopped his horse and looked at Jordan coolly. “Want to race?”


    Jordan looked at him and cocked his eyebrow, then he smiled. “Sure, but I’m


    bringing one more person.”


    ric frowned.


    Jordan smiled. “Ever tried racing with a woman riding with you?”