Chapter 800
A weekter, Ramiro and Finnegan held a brief meeting to inform Tracey and Ro of their
decision.
"We''ve decided thepany you need to cooperate with."
"It''s apany that neither of you is associated with so you are standing on the same start line."
"Which is?" asked Ro. The fact that Ramiro was at Tracey''s side and Finnegan his made their
choice quite impartial.
"Bumblebee Corp."
It didn''t ring a bell to Tracey.
Ro frowned. "Bumblebee Corp is a century-oldpany, just like ours. It has been our rival for
all these years. Howe we''re going to cooperate with it?"
"That''s what makes the game fair," Ramiro said.
Tracey arched an eyebrow and said to Ro, "You''re reeking of diffidence, Mr. Hawkins."
"Nonsense. Do your homework before you speak. You don''t even know about thepany we''re
talking about." Ro looked draggers at her.
"At least I didn''t freak out," Tracey retorted.
"Enough," Ramiro stopped them, "Bumblebee ns to build the biggest trading bloc in the country
which is too big for it to manage alone, so it needs a partner."
The biggest trading bloc meant huge investment but alsofortable profit.
"They only want one partner? Wouldn''t that be too risky?" Asked Ro.
"Good question but we don''t have the answer. For such a huge project, more partners can mitigate
the risk for each."
"But fewer partners also mean more profit for each."
"We don''t know why Bumblebee only wants one partner but we''re going to be that one."
"We both deem it as a perfect test for your abilities. What do you think?" Ramiro asked.
"I have no problem with that," Tracey answered without hesitation.
"Me too." Ro hurriedly answered, afraid that any hesitation would make him look craven.
But he wasn''t sure about it actually. Bumblebee had lost many cases to them during the past years.
The hostility between them could not be easily ended by themon pursuit of profit.
"Then it''s a deal. Do whatever you can to win the case. The winner will be the one who signs the
contract."
"What if both of us lose it?" Asked Ro worriedly.
"Then well find you the next target. No pressure. It''s hard but not impossible."
Ro nodded, distraught.
After dinner, Tracey and Ro left hastily. They had so much to prepare.
"Ramiro, Tracey''s too young to win such a case," Finnegan said profoundly.
"Without your support, no one will take her seriously in our family. You should have endorsed Ro
with me."
"Ro grew up before our eyes. We all know he''s able. I really can''t figure you out."
"If Tracey fails, you''ll be dragged down with her. Do you not care about your reputation at all?"
Finnegan shook his head.
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"She won''t fail. I trust her," Ramiro said affirmatively.
"Well see."
"Yes, well see."
Tracey drove home alone. Not exactly alone actually, because she had a car full of bodyguards
following behind her.
It was the furthest she could go. She couldn''t stand being surrounded by those bulky men all day.
After she was pregnant, she somehow grew an obsession with sweet things.
So she took a detour to buy her favorite milkshake and cake.
After parting her car in the parking lot, she ordered those bodyguards to wait for her in the car and
then walked to the dessert shop.
It started drizzling soon. Instead of turning back, Tracey half-ran toward her destination.
With her head lowered, she bumped into a man''s chest.
It was Adam. After she left, he kept doing things that they used to do together.
He went to the supermarket to buy ingredients for her favorite dishes and bought dresses that he
thought suited her perfectly.
Adam just did everything he could to delude himself into believing that she wasn''t gone.
That exined why he was here.
He walked out of the store and a clumsy woman ran into his arms.
"Sorry, sir." A familiar voice sounded.